It was a long direct flight home on March 13, a Friday; I felt trapped, wondering when it would be over. It was the first time in a long time that I felt sick on a plane. Coincidentally, the last time was during the Ebola scare in 2014. Although that time, it was a just an early morning flight from Fort Lauderdale, Florida back to Syracuse Airport (and then back to Ithaca, New York) and I had eaten earlier than usual and my stomach made me pay for my decision.

This was different, however. I was in San Diego, California…

Emeka Ikpeazu

Cornellian, Wahoo, electrical engineer, philosopher, composer, runner, friend, and brother.

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