this morning #503.

this morning, as she hurried down the hall, hoping to make it to her gate before her plane pulled away, a golf cart transporting an elderly man & his family turned a corner & cut right in front of her. she tried to stop short but momentum’s a bitch, so she stumbled & tumbled right into the laps of the family, sending her posh aviator suitcase flying. before she could process exactly what had happened, the cart came to a stop & the driver began staring at her with a combination of anger & concern. out of concern for her flight plans, she evaded the urge to scream at him, leapt up, grabbed her bag & drew on her high-school-era track skills to traverse the airport & make it safely to iowa.