Planes. I love planes. I love flying. I love airports. I love talking to people I'll never see again. I love knowing other people have been walking through the airport I'm in for very different or very similar reasons. I also love when I'm in O'Hare and I'm like "lulz, Beckett's here all the time".
And if I layover in Chicago I tend to text Jenna and be all "i'm in your town, creepin' on you".
So yeah, planes 'cause I'm in love with airports.