So no firer class for me, I'm heading back in "middle class" 1st class which is Delta Comfort.
I'm using the "double trick" from my middle aged hard drinking friend. But in this case I'm just drinking one & saving the other one for my work friend.
I've been reading a bunch of stuff of how one should not compare themselves against others as that helps fight the feelings of loneliness & other crap. Last night I kinda went off on a existential trip of self loathing, although it wasn't as bad as I've had in the past.
It's tough to live my life as a somewhat privileged (but honestly I have screwed up pretty badly) middle aged white Dude. A couple of things had me slighted but I think going out for a walk around the key's near 2nd attractions & talking to my one friend did help.
So I'm just chilling with my Latin single deficit friend who knows Buffalo & the GTA. At this point I'm debating the Wings at Duffs or the Orange Cat. It's just going to be strange going home after having almost 2 weeks off.
The future down here is what has me wondering. My parents are not going to get a villa like they did last year. They could have been multi millionaires if they had bought a place down here 25 years ago. Who knows I could have been neighbors with my all time single serving friend the 1% who was bffs with the owner of the TB lightening. Now is sit back here in economy comfort+ drinking a screw driver with no room for my shoulder.
The trashy woman going off about a man not being a gentleman really struck me today. I just read a list of FB with a late 30's woman going off about "fuckboys" & how they don't want to commit to women their age. I almost posted a reply but I had to hold my fingers. This woman was kinda dressed up but not really. She just had some hard living but seemed to lack real status. The two were kinda connected in my mind & the synchronicity was there.
So I'm most waiting to get to Atlanta at the moments. Now playing silversun pickups. I'm not sure what else is in store for me other than a wake/funeral tomorrow.