Leaving, on a jet plane...

I'm on an airplane, about to head towards Wildflower. I have about 2 inches between my legs and the seat in front of me, the person next to me is larger than your average bear, and I forgot my book...and 7 hours is a hell of a long time to sit even with ideal circumstances. But you know, I'm going to my favorite race of the year and getting to see some of my best friends...so, I'm smiling in contentment, even if I am a canned sardine at the moment. I'll use the forced stationary time to finish up my last paper of the year, and it'll officially be summer.