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Red Running Shoes - Prologue. Prologue
'Last call for flight Condor 7365 to Brussels. Boarding at gate number D91.'
My friend Ruth once told me a good way to fully understand an issue is to explain it to somebody else. Doing this can reveal even complex interconnections, often together with the solution to said problem.
Who was I to contradict a well-educated and eloquent specialist? Not me.
I didn’t tell a real person though; I typed it up on my laptop. My laptop named Zach.
Yeah I know, I'm pathetic.
'May I have your attention please? Due to a thunderstorm in Chicago, all flights from Midwestern Airlines have been delayed one hour. Please check the Customer Service Desk if you have any questions.'
So, where to begin? Dear Zach I'm an idiot?
I had to face it. I was at the airport yet again, duffel bag (check); laptop (check); phone (check); everything I need to have a life (ha-ha, very funny - no check). All right, let's try this again... everything I need for work (check).
I was running again. Yup, that's what I was doing. Running. Being honest with myself was the first step in solving the mess I had stirred up. Trite but right. Thank you, Ruth.
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