I’ve made friends with both my seatmate to Dallas and a personable and friendly Costa Rican guy heading to Helsinki. I liked talking to the woman, Ellen. We talked for the entire flight. We talked about travel—my trip...and hers to visit her son in L.A., Her time as a teacher in the peace core. I told her about my sister wanting to join. Then we talked for quite a while about closed-mindedness...our own and the helpless feeling watching/listening to locals in Springfield who are so content not to wander past the city or state boundaries. In the movie I watched later, the character called these Americans “Freedom Fry Americans.” It made me laugh a little and think. The movie made me think about loving a life without regrets. About the rare chance for things like true love. I don’t have the time nor need to feel regret for myself nor others. I have to go...to see...to hear...to touch...to feel..to love and never let go. Forever love. I think of Colt then for a while.
Time unknown...
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