Selfies With Sleeping Strangers.
I went to Dallas, Texas for work.
Airports and airplanes are always so fascinating to me because of people. These places are still public.
But — for whatever reason — people treat it like they’re in their car.
Their own “Private-Public”.
I can’t sleep at someone else’s house…much less an actual public place. But, then again, I am a glutton for punishment. So I will just be tired and let everyone feel my tired wrath for the rest of the day.
This girl was a nice girl, a couple years younger than I am.
And, unfortunately, another victim of my selfie addiction.