Oh, Canada
May 1st 2006 Waiting in the Frankfurt Airport after a long flight from Bangkok I was shifting from one uncomfortable position to another, drifting in between consciousness and unconsciousness, that twilight of being, where you aren't really asleep but you aren't really awake. Too weary to really think, half dreaming and half aware of the clatter of baggage wheels and shuffle of feet, the last calls for flights
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