Going, going, gone…

I love airports. The combination of hope and possibility. Yes, I was scheduled to go to Detroit, but where would I end up? I stared at the departures’ board. Amsterdam. Atlanta. Baltimore. The list continued. Seoul. Singapore. What if I simply went up to the counter and told them I wanted to change my ticket? No more first class to Detroit. Let’s go to Walla Walla instead.

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