Every Time I Fly

I think about how amazing it is that man figured out air travel.

I think about how much I hate flying.

I think about how it would feel to free-fall through the sky.

I think about how much empty space we have in our "over-populated" country.

I think about Osama Bin Laden and those fucking high jackers who should never gotten in the cockpits.

I think about why male stewards are, mostly, all gay? (mostly)

I think about how cool it must be to fly on a private plane with internet access, a private bedroom, and a shower.

I think about all the productive things I'm gonna do when I arrive at my destination.

I think about how to travel with no checked-in luggage and only one carry-on. One day I hope to figure that out.