'Strike Another Match, Go Start Anew'
An epiphany at Terminal One
Brethren and sistren, what an anxiety-filled past two days I have had! Flying back from Cyprus, I connected through Athens, and barely made the flight to Vienna, which was an extremely tight connection. I took my laptop out of my shoulder bag and slid it into the seat pocket in front of me, so I would remember to transcribe the Father Max…
