I have been on the road this week - off in Louisiana for a short stay with the W's where AW and I converted her office to a nursery for the impending arrival. I have to admit that I was a bit concerned about traveling. Airports and airplanes remind me of all the time that I spent on the road for business over the last few years. And that, more than anything, had me itchy for haveniciousness.
It turns out that havens are available just by thinking a bit off the beaten path. In DFW, that is literally true - just hit the moving sidewalks instead of taking that cute little train and you'll get a quiet stroll with almost no company. Or you can hit the lounges behind the Starbucks that everyone seems to think belong to someone else so they're usually empty.
But the specifics aren't really the point of my post today. My point really is this: despite the fact that I have spent many a weary and wary time in airports, I was able to find a space in the middle of that disturbingly familiar chaos that was just mine. Considering how much of my recent airport time was spent trying to return my brain from negative to a simply neutral state, I figure that was a pretty remarkable trick. Or, to put it succinctly, if I can find a haven in an airport, it really is possible to find a haven anywhere.
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Soooo . . . you really can create your own haven wherever and whenever you need one. Does that answer your previous post? I'm still mulling that one over.
I'm not sure that this is an answer to the previous post. It seems that there has to be something that starts the havenage process before finding the haven. I'm not sure what to think about how that starts, though....
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