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Vacation thoughts (First in a series)
By: Mark Morgan on 11/28/2000; 1:10 AM

Friday, November 10:
A month and a half of insomnia aside, 4:30 AM is not my favorite time in the world to be awake. Sitting on the plane as it lifted from the runway, I thought to myself: I hope I wake up before I hit Arizona.

Then I saw the sunrise over the clouds. Magnificent! I'm so glad I asked for a window seat both ways; right over the wing, so I have something nearby to look at if it gets to be too much. The last time I was on a plane, I was coming home from New Mexico. I spent most of that flight trying my best not to think about the fact that my marriage had just come apart. This time, I'm off to put myself together after the end of another one. For me, planes have become associated with transitions. In that underappreciated movie Planes, Trains, and Automobiles the characters both go through a journey of self-discovery. It also has the funniest scene to ever use the word "fuck" successfully.

Los Angeles is very pretty from the air. As we begin to touch down, I'm struck with a sudden burst of melancholy:

Finally made it to California, Enola. I'm sorry you couldn't be here with me. Why am I still obessessing about this, I remember wondering as the plane bounced down. It was five months of utter chaos. I don't want to be in the middle of all that again. But here I am, going to meet new people and have new things happen and generally find my happy again, and I'm still thinking about her.

Fuck.

Off a plane, on a plane. I'm sitting next to a woman and her daughter on the flight from LAX to Arizona. The kid's maybe two handspans high and doing the Sleep Dance: if I keep moving, I can't fall asleep, now, can I? She almost dozes off, but manages to fight if the whole flight. Both mom and I predict she'll collapse like a deflating hot air balloon when she hits a car seat.

Arizona. Sky Harbor International Airport. Coming off the plane, Her Majesty sees me before I see her. "Mark?"

I say to myself, she's darn cute, say I.

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RE: Vacation thoughts (First in a series)
By: Aradia on 11/26/2000; 10:32 PM

Except Mark doesn't have very good eyesight, 'cause Aradia was not only in her standard blue jeans, but a bulky shirt and jacket, to boot.

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RE: Vacation thoughts (First in a series)
By: The Overlord on 11/26/2000; 11:31 PM

[nanobot activity report: begin overlord.command.upload]

OverlordHer majesty is incorrect. Mark's maintenance nanobots report that his eyesight remains 20/25, as usual.

On the other hand, they did measure an alarming rise in various biometric measures when he first encountered you, and I got a panicked call for advice. The 'bots were recommending full shutdown.

Almost. Almost let them do it. . . .

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