Saturday, September 29, 2012

Nashville, and there's a happy baby making faces at me...

Is it rude to ignore an adorable baby? I'm finding myself shielding my eyes with my hand so that he doesn't feel tempted to look at me. Of course, of the dozens of seats here they pick my row.

I'm exhausted and the flight was terrifying. I did the math and I have 8 more flights in the next 4 weeks. That's an average of two flights a week. I am absolutely petrified by the idea of flying. As soon as I feel the aircraft begin to take off, I start having second thoughts, like I'm going to be able to go to the cockpit and tell the pilot to pull over for a second. And it's not like I haven't flown enough to be perfectly okay with it.

Well, one more flight then I'm going to plant myself onto a bed, face-first, shoes on, until my body absolutely forces me to wake up.

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