This weekend I was planning to fly to New Mexico to visit family. The plan did not come to fruition. It was a tightly laid plan, a quick turnaround trip, coordinating arrival times at a certain destination with multiple family members. When the airlines cancelled the flight out and could not rebook in an acceptable window I decided to cancel the entire trip. As rebooked, what had been planned as a four day visit turned into a one day visit, with long flights on the onbound leg. Oddly enough, this has happened to me multiple times trying to get down into the Southwest.
I was frustrated of course, especially since the same scenario has unravelled like this before. So, I spent most of Thursday in a state of borderline frustration and then spent most of today resting, sleeping, reading, and listening to music. I must have needed the sleep because, generally, I am not that still for that long of a period of time.
It is evening now, I just got back from dinner, wandered around in the early night for a while, and decided to write a little bit. Perhaps the reason for the cancelled flights was the universe telling me I needed to rest and recuperate more than I needed to fly. Perhaps there was no reason. Either way, I enjoyed the day, and I am enjoying the evening, and that is enough. That is the self that is revealed when the plans called for a right turn, and we ended up with a left turn.
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