Hello from 30,000 feet above! As I write this, I’m on my way to Tokyo for a work trip. I’m in that wonderfully peaceful, half-lonely, disembodied state that settles in whenever I travel alone. My noise-cancelling headphones are snug over my ears*, the gentle glow of the “Lavatory occupied” sign is just enough to illuminate the flight attendants scuttling down the aisle, and my sleep mask is pushed up on my forehead from the moment about 90 minutes ago when I bolted up with a pulse of excited energy and sudden motivation to get through some long-awaited tasks. The sleep mask will be there, ready for the moment when that rush of energy leaves me again and I melt back into my seat.
We're all guinea pigs this time
We're all guinea pigs this time
We're all guinea pigs this time
Hello from 30,000 feet above! As I write this, I’m on my way to Tokyo for a work trip. I’m in that wonderfully peaceful, half-lonely, disembodied state that settles in whenever I travel alone. My noise-cancelling headphones are snug over my ears*, the gentle glow of the “Lavatory occupied” sign is just enough to illuminate the flight attendants scuttling down the aisle, and my sleep mask is pushed up on my forehead from the moment about 90 minutes ago when I bolted up with a pulse of excited energy and sudden motivation to get through some long-awaited tasks. The sleep mask will be there, ready for the moment when that rush of energy leaves me again and I melt back into my seat.