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Air Pressure: To Vegas!

So, Ive been sick. Trying to deny it. Ive been taking all the supplements you're supposed to take when you're sick, all of them… but its not working!
“Take lots of these, I SWEAR by it!”
Nope.

Saturday, I flew to Vegas and met my mom here. While I was waiting for my flight, I decided to close my eyes and hopefully feel better. While I was sloughing in my chair, I felt a hand on my arm. I opened my eyes to a bright eyed, large, loving, black woman. She smiled and giggled at my wide, questioning eyes and said “just wanted to make sure you didn't miss your flight, hun, saw you sleepin’ there for a bit.” I said “oh, thanks! Im not actually sleeping though, unfortunately…” She laughed again and walked away saying “alright then.”

Then, while standing in line to get on my Southwest flight, the woman behind me and I bonded over our unfortunate placement in line, almost the last people on the plane. “Only middle seats are left by the time we get on there…” Oh, the dreaded middle seats…

I did in fact get a middle seat in-between an older gentleman reading newspapers and a younger gentleman who must have been practicing a speech for school or something. He was flipping through a print-out of slides and talking to himself, complete with arm gestures. It was a bit distracting. I was trying to pretend I didn't notice but then curiosity got the best of me. It was something business related, with a bunch of big money words that I didn't understand…


Once we got up to cruising range, I pulled out my water bottle. Boy, was I thirsty! Ive been trying really hard to stay really hydrated lately. So, I unscrew the lid and it explodes. Water goes shooting everywhere, all over me, all over the young dude next to me and all over his print-out slides. Of course I giggled before I said sorry… Im such a jerk…

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