Flight

I am happy to report that airplanes have exceeded my expectations. My phobia of flying is no longer! I like takeoffs, landings, and tubulence the best. I'm not so crazy about the gliding through the air part because it's like riding in the backseat of a car without being able to see the direction in which you are travelling.

The clouds are impossibly white--the wings of the plane seem like dirty and foreign objects out of place in the landscape of cotton-candy textured snow. With the plane ensconced in clouds, it's easy to imagine that we have drifted into some other world.
I found the airport to be a fascinating place--so many people, each with their own destinations.

I think I am a tad sleep-deprived. The trip has been a little bizarre thus far. I had a long conversation with an older woman, in which I explained my whole life story. She then concluded that I am an incoming college freshman. That was quite a disappointment, considering I have one more quarter to complete before I graduate. Although, maybe her evaluation of my age was consistent with my behavior...in a moment of panic I got stuck in my jacket on the plane and had to have it pulled off by some incredibly nice neighbors. I also drew a few odd looks for passionately and loudly discussing the particular qualities of Terrence Howard's eyes. And then I sat on some old gum and literally had to peel myself from the seat.

Oh, the joys of being me.