Sometimes life is a strange dream, especially when you are on a ten hour flight to Spain and every time you half wake up, the old man sitting next to you feels the need to share random information, like how he and his wife love to square dance or the tendinitis in his thumb. The good thing about life is that you can go back to sleep.
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