Lonely Luggage

The airport was just deserted when I returned.
I guess that is what happens when you land so late.
No hustle and bustle of the daytime at Logan.
Just me and my stuff drifting towards the car.
It was a great trip, but I was glad to be home.
I remember right at this moment I was psyched.
I was thinking about seeing "Buffy" now that I was home.
There, she finally has a name in my blog.
Took me long enough.