The end of it

Well, as the moment draws closer, the thoughts of endless possibilities, the unknown that may lie ahead, of what might come, for instance, what will they offer for the meal on the aircraft keeps me on the edge.
I've been put on 26L on PK 306, so if you're reading this, and they try to put you in an adjacent seat, take my advice, decline, revolt, call the terminal manager, whatever. Otherwise, I'll bore you to death on the hour and thirty minute flight. I wouldnt tell you the date, though. It's next week, so let there be travel advisories and stuff.