Monday, August 22, 2011

The Airport Drop Off

Oh how I hate the airport drop off.





The realization that your time together has ended and the memories you created will have to carry you until next time.


The quiet ride home as you relive those memories...tossing them around in your mind like a beach ball.


Saying goodbye is never easy.

Walking out alone... just my little buddy and me.
and viewing some interesting artwork along the way.
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