At this Moment

9/20/09
Some people want to know what it is like returning from the Peace Corps.

This morning I feel like an airline passenger trapped in a terminal by a sudden snowstorm while changing planes on a return flight home. The airport is like any other with familiar shops, lounges, bars, TVs, and chairs. My actions are predictabile as I wonder about trying to fill the empty hours, looking every few minutes at the electronic listings of cancelled flights, with no indication of when they begin again.