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Not all those who wander are lost, but I certainly am!
My eyes kept flicking from my phone, the time, and the flight board. A few maintenance workers passed me, likely wondering if I hadn’t lost my wits. It was uncertainty, delays, stress, yelling, a sprint marathon, missed connections, and a panic attack all sunk into a little under forty eight hours.
The plan was to get food, get a plane ticket, get my stuff, go home. God must have had a proper laugh when that plan popped into my head.
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