I’m spending the night in JFK after flying in too late to justify paying for a hotel. It’s bright, it’s loud, not necessarily comfortable and I left my jacket back in Portland. But I am so grateful to be here, because I’m in New York. I can’t imagine traveling without having a single struggle, so I am more than willing to accept this as mine. “Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change” is a line that goes off in my head when I find myself in less than ideal situations and allows me to find peace even while alone in a massive airport across the country. The sun will rise and life will move on to an amazing day in the city. Until then, so it goes.

-Sara Bagnell