One sunny afternoon, I went jogging through

One sunny afternoon, I went jogging through the park filled with people. I was thinking to my self how pretty it was today when all of a sudden I tripped over a log and grabbed

a locket I found on the ground. It sparkled in the sunlight. As I opened the locket some powdery substance dusted the air. As I breathed it in the powder I began to feel

dizzy, but strangely elated at the same time. I begin to slowly fall to the ground when

I realized that I'd become a snowflake, unique yes, but none-the-less doomed to melt as soon as I hit the wet pavement. I hit an updraft and swirled upwards again only to be blown

into a Jet engine. As a snowflake I evaporated into gas and was joined with the Contrail. Part of the "Contrail Continuum" my separate water consciousness was fused with the

the asshole sitting in front of me who reclined his seat the whole way back, toppling my bourbon & coke in my lap & lolling his head back & forth. I was just getting ready to kick

some serious ass when my electroshock anger management therapy unexpectedly kicked in. I said "Excuse me sir but your seatback has inconvenienced me. Would you please raise it?" He

ignored me. My personal space had been violated! I kicked the back of his seat. He still didn't raise it. I opened the overhead bin and "accidentally" dropped my laptop on his head

."Is there a problem?" said the flight attendant. "I'LL SAY!" I braced on the hand rest and kicked out the window. As I flew out, I had personal space at last.