I thanked heaven for small miracles on Day 359.

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Since what we put out into the universe expands, the small miracles continued on Day 360.  When you are sardined into a plane on a transatlantic flight (KLM makes Southwest feel like a luxury liner!), small miracles are that much more . . . miraculous.

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You already heard me drone on about my physical state on Day 358.  Too much wine and too little sleep took its toll.  What I needed was a night of hibernation.  What I received was a 2:30 a.m. wake up call for a red-eye.  Fantastic.

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Small Miracle #1:  I don't slee