09.06.06
Horrible flight..
Uggh… 3 days into quitting smoking, worn out from the past week and I
got to sit by a group of loud, drunk, 60 year old women celebrating a
birthday in Las Vegas. Normally I’m not one to complain about people’s
happiness, but add a crying baby, a turbulent ride in seemingly clear
weather, and I’m ready to get off this plane. Luckily diving into a few
chapters of Breaking Open the Head helped distance myself from the
immediate external stimuli.
