For the past two weeks I’ve been pretty upset. It’s not like anything dire has happened to me (though with everything currently happening in the world it’s more than enough reason to be upset). Unfortunately my reason was more selfish: the trip I was supposed to be in Whitehorse/Dawson City and because of COVID I wasn’t.
I’m not happy to say that I cried over it when I got the notification on my phone on July 8th that I should have been on a plane, at the time I would be arriving and checking-in to my hotel, but I did. I don’t like being vulnerable, I don’t like falling apart over little things but as the old saying goes, “it’s the straw that breaks the camel’s back.” Continue reading