The New Suburban Morning
April 20th, 2008
Funny how instead of waking up to birds chirping for a new day, I wake up to the rumble of airplane engines. No longer is it guessing if it’s that’s a gold finch or a boat tailed grackle singing you a song, now it’s guessing if that’s a Boeing 747 or an Airbus A340 on it’s way to an international destination or somewhere in CONUS.
*[CONUS]: Continental United States
dude…i live 10 ft from the landing strip, i feel ya