by Andrew Hoffman
Miles Franklin
Today you’re in for a “change of pace,” as I’m writing on the red eye to Ft. Lauderdale at 1:00 AM, having been awake for 20 hours without so much as a five minute catnap. Plus, I’m on Spirit Airlines – which by far, has the narrowest seats of any airline on the planet; so my arms are so compressed, I can barely type.
That said, the good news is you’ll get a true “stream of thought” article – as my senses are simultaneously dulled by exhaustion, and heightened by the joy of watching Sylvie – one of the only other still awake souls – turning the pages of her My Little Pony workbook. And for once, I have no internet availability, so I can’t be distracted by email, financial markets, or Precious Metal prices (although I am aware that silver surged to a new nine-month high of $17.30/oz before I boarded).