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Strangers on a plane.

March 12, 2008

There are a few reasons why I love flying. The clouds. The fact that I’m flying somewhere. And the strangers fate might plop me next to. There’s always that baited anticipation as you approach your seat number. Every once in a blue moon I get seated next to a really funny person, a really gorgeous guy or my favorite, a wise old man who talks my head off about the mysteries of life.

This weekend I didn’t want to talk to anyone. I just wanted to sleep my way to Chicago where I would connect to home and to Benjamin. Southwest took fate away from all of us and lets you choose your seat. Very interesting new dynamic. But, hey, I’m always up for choosing my fate. So there I am in the aisle – looking, looking … basically looking for someone else who looks sleepy and not smelly. And then I saw her. Peeking out from under her daddy’s legs – a little girl just about Benjamin’s age.

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