So, I don't like flying. It's basically impossible for me to sleep while on a plane. I usually busy myself with writing or watching something on my laptop. Last week, coming home from Vancouver, I was having a mini panick attack so I started writing anything to distract myself. Before I knew it, I had 7 pages of
Matthew Perry VS The Predator. The lady beside me, who I thought was asleep the whole time, leaned over to me and put her hand on my shoulder. She said to me, "I just want you to know, I really hope this gets made."
That's all. Just felt like it was somewhat relevant to the conversation
