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I pushed myself to talk to strangers every day in a foreign city. It went so well that I brought the habit home.
Last year, I made it my personal mission to continue confronting three of my greatest fears: flying, traveling alone, and meeting new people. I'd been taking baby steps by visiting friends in various ...
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I never talk to strangers on the plane. After my dad died, a passenger helped me talk about my grief.
Airplanes are curious places where we are suspended between the sky and the earth. We board, settle in, and surrender to something larger than ourselves. Conversations that might never happen on solid ...
I was traveling alone to see my mom after my dad had died. I sat next to a stranger who shared that they had also lost their dad. We shared our stories of grief, and I hadn't realized how much I ...
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