The Lady With The Spinning Head

My car departs at 4:45.

I’ve packed swim trunks, running shoes, and my iPod. That’s it.

Delta Shuttle departs Marine Air Terminal at six o’clock.

I arrive Logan 6:56.

I arrive Nantucket at nine a.m.

The sweaty city may never hear from me again.

I’ll be thinking of you.

I promise.