tomorrow i fly.
i fly from sacramento, up north to seattle, and over to the right to amsterdam.
i love airplanes. everything they represent, the style, the glamour, the destination, and certainly the journey. but my anxiety sets in hardcore during these transatlantic flights. something about being over the ocean for so long really irks me. but, i'm a girl on a mission. a mission to sleep.
i have been known to only grab a few, sporadic hours of shut eye during these long jaunts to europe. i take soft core drugs, they don't do much besides leave me feeling like a zombie for ten hours , mixed in with thirty minutes of narcolepsy, every two hours. fun times, i say, fun times.
but, i have a new plan. i've kicked the drugs up a notch, i finally purchased a neck pillow, i have an eye mask from jessah, and i'm creating an awesome mix of zone out tunes, courtesy of the fa-ja.
i think i can do this.
i know i can do this.
i want to do this.
i want to wake up hours later feeling refreshed so i can see henning, all while still acting like a zombie since i land in the early afternoon amsterdam time, yet two in the morning california time. yay, time changes rock! not...but you get my enthusiasm, right?
do you fellow travelers have any other tricks up your sleeve, am i doing this right? tell me your ways.