E1: A Possibility as Probable as Any Other; S16: If I'm Wearing Platforms, I'm Going Dancing (Season Opener)

After all that happens in this episode, I went to the airport.And then I sat there for six fucking hours.Eventually they cancelled the flight.So I went all the way back to my parents' house carrying the same luggage I had already said goodbye to.Which turned out to be unexpectedly pleasant.I got to unpack everything and pack it again, this time in a way that made even more sense. I got another swim in the ocean. I got another meal with my parents. I got another evening I wasn't expecting to have.The next morning required a different plan. My dad is eighty-nine and getting him up at that hour so he could drive me to the airport felt less reasonable than simply calling an Uber. He takes his time waking up these days. Frankly, he's earned that right.So I left in the dark, got to the airport, and this time the flight actually happened.Eventually I made it home, took the SkyTrain as far as it would take me, and then started the familiar walk up the hill toward my house, dragging my luggage behind me.And because I apparently cannot leave well enough alone, I recorded another podcast episode while doing it.You haven't heard that one yet.But eventually, you will.