Got on the late plane out of Boston and saw my beloved aisle seat.
In the seat next to it, the window (no middle on this row), there was a heavyset man. A VERY heavyset man.
He was significantly in my seat as well.
In my heart and mind, I felt resentment. Irritation.
It had been a long day. I just wanted to sit, write a few blog posts, and be relaxed.
Instead, I was squished up and uncomfortable and wasn’t happy about it.
Then, we started talking.
THE NICEST guy. Super friendly. Funny, smart, interesting. I learned A LOT in a short period of time.
Then, I resented myself for having these feelings about him without actually knowing him.
It was a humbling moment.
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