In the air in a daze...

Sometimes life is more dreamlike than we realize. You drive to an airport at sunset in California then get off a plane at sunrise in New York. Weird how many comments my Frank Zappa t-shirt gets in California but then no one gives you/him a second glance in New York. watching the faces and garb of the flyers bound for NYC, noticeably different than who you'd see flying to Chicago. There was an eerie moment around 2am, I stood up and looked down the long corridor of our jet. All 120 passengers sat in the dark trying to sleep, 35,000ft above the rest of the sleeping nation. Looked like a ghost vessel. When we got off the plane my first need/desire was to get a neck & shoulder massage. And right there at our adjoining gate was a mini spa offering massages for $25. Bliss.

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