Lesli Walker
Joined February 2021
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Trying new things
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The Last Leg
It's Saturday morning and my closed blinds aren't fullfilling their purpose of keeping the light out of my hotel room. I can hear the rumbling of car engines outside my window as I lay in bed admiring the ambition of those wild with life on this weekend morning. My bed sheets are twisted and my pillow is stained with last nights eye makeup. I'm an emotional wreck. Its the final leg of my last flight as an attendant.
By Lesli Walker3 years ago in Confessions