The clarity of perspective

Of flight delays, yoga, and lost friends

This week started off as a travel nightmare. I took off from Las Vegas at seven in the morning on Saturday, looking to arrive in Baltimore a little before 5pm. I knew it would be tough: there was a forty-minute connection in Atlanta, and with summer weather delays, I was nervous I’d miss the flight. When I made it with plenty of time, I was elated. Trav…