Travel Anxiety

Dave BontaAnxious

If travel were just the open road, I might take to it. Not this labored labyrinth, this intestinal clench of visas tickets security screenings long lines wrong seats bad restrooms too much luggage no-fly lists takeoff turbulence recirculated air cramped legroom boredom soreness limbo purgatory sleepless wondering will they let us in turn us back demand proof of our identity confiscate our umbilical cords make us wait wait wait wait, wherever we are bound.

Dave Bonta

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