I used to travel with 8 different notebooks, one for each feeling.
Now I'm lucky if I bring one, extra credit if it even gets written in.
I'm sitting at the airport for my last trip home before we move back.
I feel like I should be nostalgic - instead I'm just sleepy.
My passenger is a bottle of Tums, a comfy jacket, and the tiny amount of patience I have l…
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