So off I went again, to escape the monotony of a loving family, amazing friends, and 24 hour Mexican food; whats the point of appreciating what you have when you can constantly uproot yourself for Quixotic dreams, and mercenary (merchandise) paychecks? So there I was at the airport with the folks, ready to embark on the next step, with no real idea of how or why I got to this point. ( And I dont want to hear any ' you never got your ass back to school or fully pursued another course of reasonable and rational employment; thats how you got to this point, shmuck' from the peanut gallery, its just not needed in this fable thank you very much. )
I enjoy how both of my folks look in this shot: Mom has the requisite ' Its ridiculously early in the morning, my only child is about to get on a plane to spend the next year and a half on the other side of the world; and your seriously going to take my picture right now you rotten son of a bitch - but I'm still going to smile because that's how I roll, I'm The Lynn damn it! ' face, while The BL is a little more relaxed casual, sporting his ' Their president is a polygamist, suspected rapist, and thinks you can prevent HIV with a hot shower; but at least hes not W.' face.
I love my parents.
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