I’ll Sleep When I’m Dead

By Benjamin | April 27, 2008 | Comments Off on I’ll Sleep When I’m Dead

I’m not sure it’s the Xanax, the exhaustion, the altitude, the soundtrack, or the odd, suspended-animation of transcontinental air travel, but something’s going on here. Suddenly, I feel immensly blessed. Sitting here in my exit row seat next to the galley soaring some 33,000 feet above the sun-bleached desert southwest, I feel like I’m in…

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