I Remember Not Knowing Where My Feet Were Going Next

And I played a handy game of calm trust –> freak out –> calm again –> really sizable freak out –> exhale.  I found, quickly, that I was not really alone.  The truth is, in spite of my animated freak attacks, there were plenty of families, strangers, and words.  Each to each, they all enfolded me into a safety.

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