I find myself unexpectedly at the airport, waiting on a 12:15 AM flight. I'm headed home.
Whatever I wanted to write today is lost in the flurry of sudden changes that important phone calls bring. But I need something to occupy me while I wait for the boarding call, so this will suffice for part of that time.
Life flies by. We're always moving, hurtling around the sun. We don't really know what will happen during our days under the sun; perhaps we can only say that time and chance happen to us all.
Head up, eyes open. Cherish the goodness around you. Don't let it fly by too fast.
