39,000 feet and feeling miserable. My eyes burn; my butt is numb. I’m scrunched; trying to be thin. Is there a secret to flying that I haven’t figured out?

Why Broken Things Are Good For You | Sixty And…
When the bowl fell and broke into pieces, I felt shattered into pieces as well. The grief over this little broken object was shocking and completely inadequate. Yet it was real, and it was deep. Looking for answers, here’s what I found: 1. The Bowl Was a Symbol of Loss