Welcome to JFK in The Enduring Secret. I'm your host, Jeff Crudell. Do you ever have one of those moments when you're packing for a trip?

When I say moments in this context, I'm talking about a special sort of anxiety, travel anxiety.

It comes in all different varieties. It's a very personal thing. But broadly present,

you know, all around us. Most of you know what I'm talking about. It might be that you can't

make up your mind on what to wear. So you pack, say, eight outfits for a two-day trip,

and you're still anxious that you don't have the right outfit.

Has that ever happened to you?

I know some folks like that.

Me, well, I like to travel and generally have no major anxiety about traveling.

Generally, that is, but I still have my own travel anxiety. For me, it's the worry that I'll leave something important in the hotel room, or wherever I am staying, or even forget to pack it altogether.

I'm the kind of person who checks a hotel room five or six times before I check out, just to make sure

I didn't leave a shoe under the bed or my watch or even a toothbrush behind in the room.

Hundreds of years from now, some scientists will study this, and I am convinced they will determine

it was something specific within our own DNA that makes us anxious about losing our toothbrush,

but perhaps carefree about whether we made a wrong turn in Montana and ended up in Canada before we knew it.

Or vice versa.

I bet they are going to just tell us that all this is pre-programmed when it comes to

determining which things we worry about in this world. Actually, that may already have been

figured out scientifically, by the way. But I really don't know because I've been too occupied

with trying to find one of my best shoes. Can you believe it? I think I lost it last week

when I traveled to Pittsburgh. Oh, how fitting? Or maybe I should say unfitting. Oh, and I probably

missed that moment where they told everyone the true scientific answer to my ponder. I bet the real

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