Futa Flight
I was in line to board a plane heading to Atlanta, Georgia. If I'm being honest, I was feeling pretty miserable. I was looking forward to seeing family and all that, but the flight was going to be a long one, and dealing with security was a pain, like always. There used to be a time when I was mesmerized by the workings of the airport and the airplanes themselves, but flight after flight has robbed me of that child-like wonder. I glanced to my left and was blessed with what was probably the only appealing thing I'd seen all…