[This is a preface, I guess…. Last May, for the first time I was able to go to one of those resort type vacations at a pinnacle of life for multiple people in my family… Flying is okay, but when I don’t do it often, there is some anxiety… the cure for that anxiety? Headphones, trippy music, an IPAD and some fast stream of consciousness… and this the first in a two parter that I wrote to keep my sanity on a flight to Jamaica]
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