The Banzai Chronicles

The airport doesn't bring out the best in me. Terribly judgemental, constantly, unconsciously evaluating everyone around; deciding who to envy, who to scorn, who annoys me and who interests me. Proud moments that shouldn't be proud at all.

The Burger King and Cinnabon have been teasing us. Cruel, really. Signs of opening make me salivate.

It will be good to be with family for a while. Returning to my fair city late Christmas day. Not sure how much (if any) internet access I'll have, so this may be it until I can upload when I return. Hopeful that my Sidekick will still function, but that's a thin hope.

Oddly, one of the things that makes me look forward to time with family is feeling alone in other areas. Distanced. I feel these things; wouldn't be myself if I did not. Sucks a bit, but I don't think there's anything I can do.

Lots of life left to enjoy, and the BK is now open. There's lots I want to write, too, about Christmas and brokenness and being a good uncle. It'll all have to wait a bit.