Still Flying Solo

So I was being a total Drama Queen a few days ago, get over it. That's just me, so whatEV! I'm excited to fly home tonight. I just love airports. Along with my coffee shop fantasy, I have a fantasy about getting the good luck of snagging a seat next to a hot single guy with good taste in music. And we have a 3-hour flight with little-to-no turbulence to discuss why Jack Johnson is the best musician ever. And we play some video games on my portable Nintendo and oh! He just happens to live in Hoboken, too! Well, the prospect of it all is just v. exciting! That's why I never mark a seat preference on my e-ticket, even though I adore window seats. I want to leave it up to fate.