I glanced away from the magazine I was reading for just a moment to rest my eyes. I closed and opened them again. I could talk to the lady who was sitting next to me instead of napping.

“Hi. What do you think of the ride? Wish I had more leg room.”

She said,”I’d get up and walk around once and a while. You could get a blood clot,”

“Thanks for the advice, I hurt from sitting so long. What about you?”

“I meditate and do relaxation when I’m traveling. I also stay hydrated.”

“I like to look out the window,” I replied.

“Yes, the scenery is nice. I’m an artist, so I notice those kind of countrysides and houses.”

“I’m a photographer. That’s the reason for this trip.

“I’m reuniting with family. Now that the pandemic isn’t quite so bad, I thought I would go see my parents before they die.”

“What happened?” I asked.

“We had a falling out, but I realize I was the problem. I need their forgiveness.”

“Are you nervous? I feel nervous for you,”

“I am not at ease, but I’m relieved I’m on my way. I’m committed now.”