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At the La Quinta By the PDX Airport Ready 8.5 hrs to fly




Regrouping is always helpful when time requires change. Well, I am at it and ready. The change is happening and the calm awaits the dawn and the flight. I am ready, and happy. A plan is to emanate the happiness that flows through me to many people among many places on the Earth. I will travel lightly and find peace and beauty in my journey. The future looks Brite and exciting, NYC will be fun like usual and the visit with my east coast people will be good. but this trip begins on my exit plane out of the USA. Tonight is My last night in Portland Oregon and what a great city it is and is continuing to be, The only Goal I have for the city is to clean up the Willamette River While I am gone. If this were to happen PDX would get huge Kudos for Environmental wisdom and preservation. Not just for the great marine, biotic, and riparian communities but the Humans too.... SUGAR
The Freezing Rain just Started its 11:11 pm and they said it would come.. Well Off for the few hours of rest. Good Nite Portland, good night Goble, Good Night Oregon.
Much Love and Happiness.
Melisa

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amethyst said…
We share your excitement. Have a good flight. Portland is icing up in sympathy for your departure. Take care sweetie. Alan

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