Don’t Like - Not Being Able To Sleep On Planes

I’m writing this at 2:51am Hawaiian Standard Time, aka 4:51am Pacific Standard Time. I’m sitting in seat 29A on a Delta flight. It’s a pretty comfortable window coach seat but the woman in the middle seat next to me has taken the arm rest and my back feels like its slowly realigning in a way that’ll take a few days to work itself out. I’d ask her to share the arm rest but she has ear plugs in and a face mask on. I’ve already watched Bottoms and am now watching Skyfall. They’re both pretty disappointing movies but I was happy to watch them on an airplane. I’m not glad that I’m watching them on this red eye flight, however. I’d much, much rather be asleep, which the 10mg melatonin I took was supposed to help with but, alas, I am not. I might have dozed for a few minutes during Bottoms but certainly not enough to get any real kind of rest. I suppose this should be a reminder for me to get a new primary care physician, particulary the kind who gives out small prescriptions of Xanax or other pills that knock you out (just not Ambien… that one is scary). But… I suspect that’ll fall far down the extemporaneous to-do list I juggle in my head once I’ve spent a night in my own bed. Until then, I have 2h16m before I land in Seattle and wearily walk to my connecting flight. I know I’ll make it, even if it feels impossible. Until then, I’ll be day(?)dreaming about the night I can finally sleep on a plane.