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Wars and Rumors of Wars

I spend a lot of time weeping on planes.  Well, not A LOT of time, but I think it happens to me well beyond what could be considered normal.  I suspect the causation of this bizarre behavior (I’m usually flying alone) is a concoction of how isolated I feel when I’m traveling, my commitment to listening to the most personal and most inspirational of my music library while I’m flying, and that travel often means I’m on my way to something I love or something I loathe.  Regardless, I have learned—in the company of strangers—to let the tears roll. 

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