Homeward bound

Somewhere over these United States...

I was glad to be flying non-stop as I was a bit worn out from the jetlag. Also, I was tired of carrying stuff that kept slipping off my shoulders.
The flight was surprisingly not full, snd I had the entire row of seats to myself. I napped a bit and read a little more of the 113-page tome I dove into a few months ago.

New York, it was nice to see you again, but I'm glad to be heading home.