I have more to write about saying goodbyes, but I'll write about the present at the moment. I am sitting in the SeaTac airport in the same spot I sat in roughly a month ago when I was flying back from my interview. What's different now is that I am on the tailend of an all-nighter in the airport. I hope I am able to sleep some on the plane from here to Wrangell. Otherwise, new coworkers, beware!

What's been fun about this trip out here is meeting new people. The last time I flew out, I didn't talk to anyone unless I was talked to and this time I thought I'd try my hand at conversation. Lo and behold I meet a mother who travels a lot for her job and worries about her older son going far away for college, an early 30s professional who has the public policy and administrative piece to the social work degree and a nearly 40-year-old divorcee who works in Maui, returning after a month off to explore the American continent as she scattered her mother's ashes. The last person I met spent the majority of this overnight with me, laying on benches in gate A. With the constant announcements overhead, vacuum cleaners going and any other noises, we didn't sleep very much. If I have to hear anymore about how SeaTac is a smoke-free environment or how much a woman loves to go there for a glass of wine and to catch up on her email, I'll...groan.