Up A Mountain
One week ago, I started writing this blog post as I waited out an unexpected layover at LAX. At the moment I began writing, I should have been somewhere over Mid-America approaching Chicago on a United flight which was to have taken off from San Diego at 8:15 am and was scheduled to land at O’Hare at 2:22 pm on Wednesday, June 20th. Instead, that fight was canceled, and I found myself sitting in the Los Angeles airport, jiggling my…