After a week of worrying whether we’d even make it to the airport, we did. We got there via Yellow Cab instead of our usual car service since the region’s got serious transportation mayhem. This was the scene shortly before we boarded, Christmas Eve, before dawn.
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There were no still small voices telling you “WE’RE ALL GONNA DIE!!!!!!”? I’m glad you didn’t die. I’ve missed you.
The death thing did cross my mind, but I seemed to be too exhausted from little sleep and snow anxiety to care, ultimately.
I’m glad I didn’t die, too! HA! I’ve missed you too, it’s been too long.