Train

I'm writing now from the cafe of a train to New York. From there, Charleston! At this point, I've said bye to my family and my friends and there's no turning back.

Already, a flustered man who identified himself as Kenny frantically ran through the car I was in and announced that he left his phone behind. I offered for him to use my phone and he made about 5 unsuccessful phone calls before Beth picked up. Whatever she said clearly frustrated him even more and he told her he would just buy a cheap phone in New York. He was grateful and very polite to me. One one hand, the encounter was reassuring to me because I proved to myself I was able to handle a chaotic situation like that carefully and safely with a cool head. On the other hand, I made a promise to myself that I would do my best to avoid getting into a situation where I'm the Kenny. *reaches down to make sure my phone is in my pocket*

Peace and Love and stay safe,

-Jonah