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I had just opened up this post to bitch and moan about how a weekend Anchorage excursion had been ruined by the disappearance of my wallet...
Phone rings. Stranger on the other end. He found it. It's now on its way back here.
My churchgoing days may have ended years ago, but my faith in God's never been stronger than it is now.
Still, given my mood the past 2 hours and my mood now, it kinda puts life in perspective in a scary way...it's honestly rather horrifying to realize just how thoroughly our civilized lives can depend on something as stupid as a little bit of leather and plastic. Something smaller than a poker deck goes missing and suddenly I go from a happy-go-lazy vacationer to a completely panic-stricken lunatic.
I'm glad this ordeal is just about over, but still...Sheesh.
Phone rings. Stranger on the other end. He found it. It's now on its way back here.
My churchgoing days may have ended years ago, but my faith in God's never been stronger than it is now.
Still, given my mood the past 2 hours and my mood now, it kinda puts life in perspective in a scary way...it's honestly rather horrifying to realize just how thoroughly our civilized lives can depend on something as stupid as a little bit of leather and plastic. Something smaller than a poker deck goes missing and suddenly I go from a happy-go-lazy vacationer to a completely panic-stricken lunatic.
I'm glad this ordeal is just about over, but still...Sheesh.
