So I flew from Texas to Georgia on Saturday. I won't bore you with travel details (besides the point that I spent the weekend in Texas, and didn't see anyone in a cowboy hat until the Dallas airport. And she was getting on a plane to Atlanta.), but I did notice something that struck me as sad. In theory, at the airport, life was buzzing around
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I think the thing it takes to get past it is noticing it.
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