Still smarting from the aborted vacation.
My self-confidence is in tatters. My yearning for change sours and burns for want of an outlet. My courage and fortitude are acrid ashes at my feet.
Best, perhaps, to focus on lessons learned by the experience:
There is a certain amount of comfort in being alone among the familiar.
Guess if I ever go looking for my heart's desire again, I won't look further than my own back yard.
Sigh.
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