So I am back in Michigan for the Christmas Holiday, which is awesome, being with family and the home I grew up in, it is always a extraordinary feeling for sure. The trip from Atlanta went a little bit rocky however. I flew Delta Airlines, which I most likely will never do again in my life, seemed very unprofessional to other airlines I have flown in the past. I somehow got hooked up with someone else's bag claim number, she was headed to Montego Bay, Jamaica, not Flint. This is where my giant problem began! When I confronted the lady at the gate, explaining my situation about being given the wrong bag tag, she took it from me and told me it would be something I would have to deal with when I arrived in Flint. Now that is five star service if you ask me. The only reason I did not say anything to her was because I thought there still may be a chance my bag got on the right plane.
So then I am in Flint, with no bag tag number at all, and of course my bag did NOT show up. Then it was time to go over to the desk where he who has lost his bag should go. Since I could not present them a bag tag number (which was taken from me in Atlanta) they quickly explained to me that my back was somewhere in "bag limbo" . Somewhere in a place far far away where no one could find it. GONE for the time being.
So here I am three days later, and no sign of my bag at all, nobody can seem to tell me anything. On a direct flight from Atlanta to Flint, and Delta cannot seem to get my bag here that easily. The flight is only one hour and fifteen minutes, no stops, no nothing, the easiest flight in the world and they can not handle getting my fucking bag here. It is tough, I had a lot of valuable shit in my bag. Both money value and personal value, All my bestest expensive holiday clothes gone for now and my songwriting book lies in my missing bag that may or may not be returned someday. Tons of lyrics and melodies that may be lost forever. Boohoooohooo. Delta, Help Me Out Here.
But I really think at some point my bag will come back to me. I am going to try to force it back through positive thoughts and actions. It is really hard because it seems like my worst nightmare, of losing my bag FOREVER is unfolding in front of my face, but I have to stay PoSITIVE, "it is out there somewhere, somewhere among people who may find it and call me and deliver it to me someday. That will be a great day. Until then I am going to stay positive, I am going to think of my bag returning, try to keep the negative from entering my brain. It is not easy, this has never happened to me, nothing close to this in the travel department. I will do my best to be Positively Patient. A challenge not for the weak of heart. Lets do this. Let's bring that bag back!
Good Song Attached, John Mayer-War of My Life. Goes good, with the Mental war I am entering to get my lyrics and Jeans back!!!
One Love, Tim
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