The writer

On this flight we are all crammed in like sardines. My ass burns and the possibility of a claustrophobic panic attack looms over even the most courageous of people.

Our seat mate is a gentleman who writes on legal pad with pencil. He is gentle and kind. Almost hesitant but open to conversation.

He is published, and has sold quite a few books.

I think he would get a long with my mother and father in law.

For the flight I have purchased a sandwich that boasts the name "Normandie". Turkey, brie, marmalade and apples on a hoagie roll.

It is delicious, and hearty, just what my exhuasted body craves.