I wonder where my luggage is.
Because it wasn’t in Greenville when I landed.
I wonder if it’s still in San Francisco. Or maybe Chicago. Maybe it took a different route altogether and is down in Dallas. Or maybe it has left the country. Mexico City? Montreal? New Delhi?
Wherever it is, I hope it’s having a nice time.
I already miss my running shoes.
Luggage delivered last night. It failed to account for its whereabouts.
But at least now I can jog again!