Little Thing: Those precious moments on a cross-continent flight when your aisle seat neighbor is in the bathroom and you get to stand and stretch.
Medium Thing: Air travel.
Hurtling across the sky in a giant metal tube, who woulda thunk it? If we could hurtle faster I might consider making this a Big Thing.
Big Thing: My parents.
I don’t want to get sappy here, so just insert all the sap you can and assume it’s something I would have written, or at least agree with. I’m between jobs right now and spending a week sitting on their couch. This is going to be the best week of couch sitting ever.