Apparently a huge typhoon is supposed to hit Palau this weekend while I'm in Guam. Good timing? I'm not sure. This morning when I walked into the office, the librarian I pass every day made me a little concerned:
You're leaving tonight, right?
Yup! Can't wait!
And you come back Monday?
Oh. You're not gonna make it. [turning back to her computer now like our conversation was over]
I'm not? You think the flight will be cancelled?
No. [then very matter-of-factly] You're gonna die on that flight.
So, strangers, if this is farewell, it's been real. I'll miss you all. Please, someone remember to feed my cats. They're in a storage unit somewhere. I don't know what they eat.