This story starts at 5 a.m., though it easily could have begun much later. With a bus scheduled to leave at 9 a.m. from a station barely five minutes away from my hotel, a few more hours of sleep would’ve been the logical decision.
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The Bright Side of Losing in Solitaire
The flashing card game on my screen would teach me lessons the unit circle never could: solitaire taught me to accept failure.
