January 28, 2014 Header

Some mornings when I go to the post office early in Carmel Mountain, there’s a collection of people standing around. They are waiting diligently for the passport office to open, not really in line but scattered, still, and waiting. There something about it that reminds me of Hitchcock’s The Birds.

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