Once again…. I made the flight.
I fly stand by and that means I never know when I’m getting on a flight. I always have to do this juggle of time, loads, days. I never know if I’m getting on the flight to just moments before. It means I get middle rows. The seat or the seat no one wants… And don’t get me started on baggage. Who knows where my bag is going. Anyway…. Talk to you when I get to New York….
Send night night pills,