Airline travel is seamless and magical, until…it isn’t. There is no middle ground here; you either slip into the airport on a cloud and emerge via your 3 connections with all your luggage in tow, even lighter than when you first left it, or you fall through some hellacious trapdoor and find yourself sequestered in the world’s smallest terminal with no hope of rescue and no...
So, here we go, a beginning of sorts, but in many ways a middle, an aside, a continuation. Perhaps this project will fully, and finally, kick off with this post today, but it has been trying to find its legs for quite some time now. To be clear, this “project” is simply me writing about my life, my thoughts, my observations, my frustrations, my triumphs, and perhaps an occasional...
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