Going to the airport with the family and Holly. I’m ignoring her. We’re trying to get there, but no bus or train is coming. Holly has a lot of luggage, and the cab driver is struggling to get it unloaded. I look through it a little, amazed that she has so much stuff, and want to consolidate. Suddenly I’m sitting on a bench outside a Fred Meyer’s, and there’s an open door and a big cannabis convention inside. They’re playing “Get Up, Stand Up”. I start walking, because we’re close, look back and there’s a bus coming, so I hurry back to the bus stop.
My exciting life, this place