Over through the dark and gentle sea
It’s pitch black. I’m 30,000 feet in the air. Blasting Memory Tapes. On my way back to New York—the flight is less than two hours, but going the opposite way felt longer since we had to wait forever to take off from LaGuardia on Friday. It’s odd—on Google Maps it labels LaGuardia “Flushing Airport.” WTF? [...]