I really despise air travel.

I really despise air travel. Everything about it is unpleasant. And in my 50th year on the earth I now know why. Getting to the airport, checking in, going through security, sitting at the gate, flying in the sardine can, baggage claim, and renting a car all have to do with other people’s control over my movements. Life wasn’t supposed to be like this. I was promised my own flying car by the year 2000. It’s freaking 2017 let’s get this future stuff moving!