Plane

I was on the plane yesterday for a total of 9 hours and a 3-hour layover. So, that’s 12 hours at the airport. I didn’t mind, because my destination was somewhere I had dreamed about for years, LA. I had played this scenario in my head for years, and the day had finally come. Before I arrived, I got hit with a sudden jolt of energy. Oddly enough, it was the freshness of a baby crying. Yes, a baby crying. These expeditions are often lonely and tiring, and there are certain human qualities that can bring you back to life, and this was one of them.