December 27, 2025
Where is the worst place you’ve ever been stranded?
This question sounds simple until you sit with it for a moment. Most people can answer it quickly. Not because they want to, but because the memory never really left.
Being stranded has a way of imprinting itself on you.
My answer happened before cell phones. My car broke down on a highway in the middle of Pennsylvania in February. Snow covered the road. The temperature was in the twenties. Four miles in either direction to the nearest exit. No way to call anyone. No way to know how long it would take before help showed up.
Just cold, quiet, and a long walk that felt longer with every step.
When you are stranded, the usual noise disappears. There is no multitasking. No distraction. No illusion of control. You are exactly where you are, whether you like it or not.
That is why these moments stick with us. They strip things down fast.
You notice what you rely on without thinking about it. You notice how quickly your mind fills the silence. You notice whether you panic, plan, curse, laugh, or shut down. And you notice how long those reactions linger even after the situation passes.
Being stranded is not just about location. It can happen emotionally, financially, professionally, relationally. The feeling is the same. You did not plan to be here. You do not see an easy way out. And time suddenly moves very slowly.
If you spend time browsing the Question of the Day archive, you will notice how many questions circle this same idea from different directions. Moments when control disappears. When plans unravel. When we are forced to respond instead of steer.
This question is an invitation, not a test. You do not have to polish the answer. You do not have to make it dramatic or meaningful. You just have to be honest.
Where were you? What did it feel like? And what, if anything, did that moment teach you about yourself?
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