Hello from the Atlanta airport. My flight has been delayed two and one half hours.
We are still going to be all right.
I paid a nice lady to massage my shoulders.
I got a latte. I am pretending I am “having coffee,” sacred ritual of coffee and reading and writing. They have a stool for me here, so it’s easier for me to use my imagination .
Humor:
The third in our Bert & Ernie triad, “Maybe you were using your imagination”:
Landing 
I can understand how this would give you a lift in your heart. It did mine. And elicited a giggle. Ah, yes. Imagination….