He hogged our joint armrest, even pushing my arm into my sleeping lap.
He read Scientific American and I decided to subscribe based on articles titled,
"The Myth of Antioxidants",
"Ancient Micrometeoroids",
and the "Brains of Geniuses",
I wish I was one, how fun that would be to never have to work
very hard, ideas flooding your mind all the time, music composing
itself in your sleep, novels springing from your fingertips.
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Ah, airline travel. Like riding the bus, only with less room.
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