I forgot to wear green. This is a new book. After removing the sticker on the front, it became devoid of all writing. It is merely paper and binding… and whatever I scribble here. I’m not sure if I’m starting at the bottom of the back or if the book is right side up. I guess it doesn’t matter; it is my book; it is what I make of it. This is my trip; it will be what I make of it. I’m in the Dallas/Ft. Worth airport–Again. I’ve spent more time in this airport than any except my home…