During this morning’s commute I became annoyed at how slowly my car was moving. It wasn’t just traffic – I could’ve been going 85 MPH and it still would’ve seemed slow. The plane ride has spoiled me!
Walking into my building, I remembered how I fought to stifle a grin as Bill and I walked into the Johnston County airport building for soft drinks. Left unchecked, that huge grin would’ve surely given me away. Flying is in me now.