i have carry-on luggage that is very black lodge, cheap coffee that cost three bucks, and a window seat. hamilton plays in my ears because i’m not too apt to cry to adele in front of a bunch of strangers on this plane, okay.
flying for the first time in a few years – and the first time myself – is whelming (ya know, not exactly overwhelming but almost). but it’s about time i start enjoying my twenties. it’s half over anyway.
it’s almost wheels up. cheers!