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Departure

October 12, 2009

I will eat something at the airport, I decide. It is early, but I have been awake for hours, my body acting as if I am about to board a plane for the first time ever, rather than the first time this month. Still, I have spent the time in unplanned ways, and as the world around me has come to life, I have not left enough time to eat. My suitcase zips shut with a gasp. I roll it to the hallway, lock the door, slip away before the neighbors even know I’m gone.

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