I'm making a note here
I can't and won't do this justice at this hour, because I'm being told that I have to be awake soon for dim sum, but I feel compelled to jot something down for fear that later I'll assume that I dreamt up the whole experience.
In the sky the other day, I met a fascinating woman who was clearly losing her mind. About two and a half hours into the flight she seemed poised to begin banging her head, hard and repeatedly, into the upright and locked tray in front of her. A row mate and I were able to defuse the situation and engage in a lengthy and pleasant conversation with her, which I will perhaps go into in detail some other time. For now let it suffice to say it was the best flight I've ever been on, though I'm endlessly frustrated that I will likely never know if she made it to Alaska on time, or if she'll ever permanently escape Kentucky.
Good luck, whoever you are.
In the sky the other day, I met a fascinating woman who was clearly losing her mind. About two and a half hours into the flight she seemed poised to begin banging her head, hard and repeatedly, into the upright and locked tray in front of her. A row mate and I were able to defuse the situation and engage in a lengthy and pleasant conversation with her, which I will perhaps go into in detail some other time. For now let it suffice to say it was the best flight I've ever been on, though I'm endlessly frustrated that I will likely never know if she made it to Alaska on time, or if she'll ever permanently escape Kentucky.
Good luck, whoever you are.