Green Count Souls; Fiction
I am returning home to Ottawa after a stint in my 5 year project planting trees and building water reservoirs. No, not part of any organization. Pure philanthropy, no tax breaks or expectations.
My first flight changed from the morning to the afternoon. That was great. Instead of landing in Miami it is going to land in Moose Jaw of all places.!!???
The second gets even weirder. I am to board flog number WAF1122. Never heard of WAF (World Air Force maybe?). Now it is heading back south to Washington. Hope they have some good food at that earport. Never been to wash the tin before.
I overheard, in my dream, that I was invited to a card game there. One that involves trump cards. Euchre and diminishing bridge both have trumps in them. I am good at those two games. Calculating, guessing, risking, all the while having fun with the other players. Hope there will four of us.
A few hours latter I am to take , again, flight WAF1122.
My what was once a 5 hour flight to Canada now will take me 24 hours thanks to Air Crapnada cancellation of flights to Haiti from Montreal. Some Government official said that Haitians are dangerous. What a pile of crock.
Cannot wait to play cards.
Cannot wait to show my Green signs up to the Parliament buildings.
Cannot wait to see family and friends again.
Flying soon soon soon.
Have a great day eh!