Airplanes are annoying, my skin starts to break. It's dry and sitting in the same darn seat or more than half an hour tires me and makes me cranky. The minute I hop on a flight, I anticipate getting off it as soon as possible. I hate it. I think of random things since I hate fiddling with my phone or working on my laptop. I don't like reading a book while on a plane cuz it makes me dizzy. I don't watch much movies, neither do I watch sitcoms and I'm coming about as a very weird person, I know. #SorryNotSorry
Just a random thought, I don't know why:
You know, when in an airplane during the descent under turbulent weather, the pilot has to tilt the plane and you're towards the side which tilts up? You expect to see the land, but instead you get to see the clouds and then that anticipation of looking at the land kills you, the plane tilts back. In a split of a second, all that you know, all that you've ever seen becomes miraculously beautiful.
Part perspective, part psychology - our minds are complicated things.
It's so vague, and I was trying to be introspective. We tend to take so many things for granted.
I hate flying, as much as I love airports.
I still take the window seat, I love window seats.
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