just easing the mind

planes aren't made for tall people. i can't really think of anything that's made for tall people. there used to be a store named "big 'n' tall," maybe there still is. i'm not big. just tall. i like the idea of reclining seats in airplanes...go ahead, do your best to enjoy a naturally miserable experience...at the expense of tall people. it's hard to enjoy your complimentary peanuts and soft drink with an non-level tray table. stupid knees. can't sleep because the seat back doesn't support my neck three inches above the cutoff and the recliner in front of me forces perfect posture. i finished my book way too early. that gave me time to observe my desperate situation. would've written, but my bag was in the overhead compartment. bought a 'newsweek' at the airport. i must be getting old because it was between 'newsweek' and 'rolling stone.' there's only so much 'newsweek' one can read. at least i had the pod to keep me company. listened to robbie seay, kyle lent, steve reynolds, the beatles, and derek webb. i have solitaire on my ipod. i'm convinced there's a strategy to it. i haven't found it, but i have found what it's not. i'm not going to give away my secrets, though. a few weeks ago i saw a sign that read: "lost bird." no picture. i'm not sure how that works. hey there neighbor, go ahead...extend your elbows beyond the arm rest. i can handle it. you too!..there on the other side of me. that's why i love the middle seat. these are the random musings i contemplated on my trip home last weekend. getting to lubbock required a brief layover in houston, and then: westward into the sunset. i don't think i've ever seen the sunset from that angle (in the air). if i have, i never noticed it. not a cloud in the sky. gorgeous. flat line, bright orange faded to pink, then light blue, then dark blue as my eyes ascended the horizon. i was glad we were headed west so that the view was prolonged. what's my favorite sunset? i remember sunsets in bull shoals over the lake, but i don't remember one sunset. i guess that makes this sunset my favorite sunset. that's kind of sad, my favorite sunset was shared with 'bad breath' to my right and 'snores-a-lot' to my left. ali and i should see more sunsets. remember more sunsets. i wonder what i do that annoys my neighbors. i wonder if they write about me on their blog. 'perfect-posture-beanstalk' sat in the middle. or 'solitaire-freak.' wonder where we'll be by this time next year. where do i want to be? maybe it will be an easy decision. probably. i've never really had to make any difficult decisions. sometimes decisions are supposed to be difficult, but they're not for me. not really. others may think they're difficult. a little complexity was added to the decision making process when i got married, but not too much. i'm reading johnny cash's autobiography, now. i like this: "i'm thankful i don't have a passion for cars, like so many entertainers who blow all their money that way- my car is almost nine years old and i have no intention of trading it in. i'm thankful that money is not my god, that for me it's a means to an end." i think decisions are easier when money's not your god. i hope it's not mine. there's no real point to this post. just easing the mind.