Oh, Seattle. You're going to rain on me, aren't you? I've decided not to come up so early since the weather's going to be cold, wet, and everyone has to work. I had thought to do a bit of touring, but I don't know what I'd see. My old high school? I keep thinking I'll go back one of these visits, but school will be in session and I doubt they want alumni wandering around among the youth. College? Saw it last time. Old favorites? The city's changed unbelievably since I left in '82, and the weather will be too miserable to go up into the mountains. I can't shop for eight hours, can't spend that much time just sitting in a cafe reading and drinking coffee. So I'll take an afternoon flight instead, and ease into my long weekend by sleeping in. That's how it should go, anyway. I never did like early rising for any reason, but it seems especially wrong to start a vacation that way.
Jasper takes a little snooze in the past weekend's sunshine.
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