I will be experiencing my first time on an airplane this week. I'm scared of heights, but oddly enough that's no where close to being my thoughts about the flight. I'm heading to San Antonio TX. All I keep thinking about is the fantasy of being sat next to a gorgeous tanned blonde with an accent returning back home. I day dream us talking and connecting on a personal and friendly level. I daydream we even gets small crushes on each other. weirdly enough by thoughts without force sway towards a chance of graduating into the mile high club. Something in my heart tells me I'm going to meet my soul mate. I can't explain how or why I feel this way. But the feeling is so powerful deep inside I can't stop thinking about what's possibly about to happen. I will post what actually happens.