NWA muthafuckas!

worn out like last week now at the airport not really aware or awake

half dreaming and half annoyed by the flight experience
human beings were not intended for long concentrated airbourne excursions in extruded metal tubes, strapped in and down as if for sacrament and sacrificial rite being prepared by the holy stewards of the air. why do modern first experiences jog my memory for movie references? i caught myself by the unawares running through the theatre of the mind my personal cinematic history of commercial flight: fight club, airplane 1 and 2, airforce one, where does it come from and when will it end? couldn't help but notice the logo for northwest airlines, straight outta compton crazy muthafucka named izaku! couldn't help but notice the woman to my northwest scowling at the outburst. beeyaaattcch.