On our trip to Indianapolis, Aaron and I didn’t have the luxury of sitting next to each other on the first leg of our trip. While he enjoyed a window seat behind me, I was stuck between two large men in the middle seat. Eventually, the plane took off and I found a comfy spot in my chair…one that didn’t include snuggling up to the gentleman to my right or left.
I quickly slipped into a deep sleep for what seemed like an eternity. When, all of a sudden, my heart jumped out of my chest. I accidentally let out the biggest fart, or so I thought, and I was sure everyone on the plane heard it. When I woke-up, not one person was looking at me. I didn’t have the heart to ask anyone if I was dreaming or if it really happened.
I’m just hoping it was a dream.