My carry-on is still traveling around the world somewhere.
The airline host made an error by putting my tag on another person’s bag, and their tag on my bag. But my bag went to wherever they were going and their bag remained in Paris. But they won't know that my bag has their ticket on it and won't collect it. So the mess is that two bags are lost until someone reads my little handwritten tag and calls me.
Nobody knows where my bag is.
Hopefully, my bag will come back one day. In the meantime, the airline company said I could buy what was essential.
I went shopping for essentials.
What is essential?
Essential purchases: A toothbrush? A hairbrush? Underwear? Socks?
The airline company said to check in on Monday.
Three days.
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Imagine refugees leaving everything and arriving with nothing.
This has haunted me, especially this last month.
I cannot imagine the depth of sadness, plus the emptiness in a foreign land,
without language or loved ones to lean on. Added to the reality that your homeland is unrecognizable.
My lost carry-on is insignificant.
What is essential? I have that.
Though I did buy the above, plus a change of clothes.
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