Fires scorch Malibu and beyond as the embers of loss layer the sky in an eerie burnt orange glow. What a heavy week this was for Southern California. Not always do we fly effortlessly and freely above
Continue readingBingo, I thought as the question casually rolled off the lead pilot’s tongue. “So, are you looking for a full-time job?” Whether I wanted a full-time position with more security and
Continue readingThe heartbreaking message glared harshly in all it’s heaviness, heartache, and uncertainty. Sent from somewhere on the other side of the world, I sensed the stranger’s desperation. I inhaled
Continue readingI saunter up to the host at one of the restaurants at this beachside, all-inclusive resort in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico. My bright green teal skirt is offset by the dark leather purse hanging loosely over
Continue readingI find myself asking the same question that a confused reader wrote ‘Dear Sugar.’ ‘Dear Sugar,’ backed by the devotion of Cheryl Strayed, anonymously bares her heart and soul— vulnerably and
Continue readingBy Griffin Bruehl So you get a trip. It’s a 12-hour flight from Paris to Tokyo. You are carrying six passengers and four crew; including yourself. All beds in the cabin are filled and your crew rest
Continue reading“Summer. It was so nice talking to you. I hope you pursue yachting and wish you the very best.” I say this while standing to give this girl— a girl I literally met less than ten minutes before— a
Continue readingI only titled this piece as such, because I thought you would read it if I told you not to date pilots. Really, this blog is called “Love + A Box Of Crackerjacks.” I hope you read it anyway.
Continue readingMaybe I underestimated you and for sure you’ve overestimated me. I assumed that you would have the capacity to think of me as more than a flight attendant fling or uncommitted counterpart. “It’s
Continue readingThe distinct piano notes, interrupted by beats and lyrics, carried a clear message through the dimly lit Parisian apartment. “Let’s have a toast for the assholes. Let’s have a toast for the scumbags…Runaway
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