I went to work today to plan a trip and this is how it went:
The draining act of making travel plans.
The booking.
The paying.
The decline.
The retries.
The trying to keep a straight face
when you could literally curl up and cry.
The hoping that when you come out the otherside
you will have the trip of a lifetime.
Still haven’t quite figured everything out,
but at least I didn’t give anyone a shout.