Taking flight

My room is clusterfuck of various piles of clean and dirty clothes, magazines, CDs and dirty dishes that have accumlated over the summer months. It’s not so much that I’m a slob because, generally speaking, I consider myself to be a fairly organized person.
The problem is that I can’t stand packing. I vehemetly loathe the [...]

Random Ramblings While Flying

A bird flew into the left engine of my plane. While we rose higher into the night sky, the cabin circulated an air saturated with a scent of smoke. Nobody panicked as the noise escalated. We glanced over at our neighbor, eyeing them to verify that yes, the plane is having an unusual take off [...]