![]() ![]() ![]() She turns on her heels to face me, her light brown hair pulled back into a painful bun, that stretched her skin. "Excuse me," I say to the young brunette flight attendant. My bottom was starting to go numb from the slightly uneven seat. ![]() My muscles were tensed and cramped from sitting too long. I wanted the 10 hour trip to end soon, I don't think my body would be able to stand sitting down much longer. I had no clue where, or how far we were from landing in Seattle-Tacoma International Airport. I yawn, covering my wide mouth with my arm, not wanting my morning breath to give someone a mini faint. I shake my head slightly as I try to get my mind to leave it's groggy state from my dream. I was still on the plane, thousands of feet in the air, thousands of feet from the ground. A slight sting hits my eyes as I focus on my surroundings. I stir awake, my eyes blinking rapidly from the lack of light. ![]()
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