JFK airport I’m really good at standing in line. I can get antsy, sure, but I have found that waiting is not something that agitates me like it does others. Traffic is inconvenient, but not something that makes me red in the face and angry at the world. For those of you who hate lines and traffic and feel like smacking me for not being overly affected by such things… here: Nothing sends me into a fitful rage more than a seatbelt that catches and chokes me out when I try to l

Seven years ago I sat right here in Norfolk airport, waiting for my first flight leading me closer to a place I knew almost nothing about. A place that I picked out on a map after graduating college, not getting the job I wanted, and decided to flee the country on a one way ticket. Seven years later I sit here, on the floor in wide legged forward fold, waiting for an apparent delayed flight to Newark, at which point I board a plane to ride fourteen hours across the globe to I