My flight has been delayed and I am witnessed time in a Melbourne waiting lounge. I’ve put off deciding my plans until I see the Thai climate so I think about nothing. I’m exhausted and failing to come up with any original thought. Instead, I marvel at the mundane like a half-wit child. "I’m in Melbourne but I’m not…really…in Melbourne." And hey, wow, I did that in Moscow and Kuwait City as well. And, like, planes are AMAZING aren’t they? They’re, like, really heavy and they FLY. Fast. God, those inventors are so clever. There really are a lot of people in the world aren’t there? And I feel genuinely astonished as these things occur to me.