Sunday, March 29, 2009

The Visitor

I hate visiting Portland. Oh, don't get me wrong, I don't mind being there, in fact I love it. It's the act itself, a temporary period of time that eventually leads to a rather unsatisfying ending, that is leaving.

Leaving is never easy, there is a little treasure that takes it personally every time we leave and each time we have to leave it gets just a little more difficult.


camikaos said...

that little treasure is finally asleep... though she asked to call you at bedtime. :(

Safe trip... See you soon.

Love you

Bubblewench said...

I hate not being there too. It makes me cry. Thanks. Didn't need that cry right now though.