I’m traveling today. Flying from cold, very wet P-town to warmer, sunnier places.
Living in the Pacific NW, we kinda forget there’s so much more world out here. A little layover in Dallas was quite a reminder.
I saw more makeup on one woman than I wear in a year. I saw hair so big it needed it’s own zip code. A guy walked over and spit on (not in) a garbage can. And the topper was when I entered the gate waiting area for my connecting flight and I was consumed by perfume. You could see a cloud hovering it was so dense.
I gave up wearing perfume years ago because my body doesn’t hold it. Now I know I don’t need to wear any because there’s plenty of it in the air for all of us.
Happy travels and Happy Thanksgiving to y’all.