It had rained and it was evening. I carried my bike up the many stairs.
Then I carried it down the other side.
I flew to Salt Lake. And then I flew back.
Yesterday I learned that the Denver airport and the SeaTac airport were designed by the same Denver architectural firm. I looked into the little models and saw places I once stood. There is the Border's, I thought. There is the Qdoba I usually ordered from. There is the place I watched the rain against the glass.
I got me me a copy of Anne Carson's Nox. Then I got me a gin and tonic.
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