Do you ever feel like you are in a movie?

I feel like I am in The Terminal and I am Tom Hanks. Except rather than wandering around looking for luggage carts to turn in for quarters, I have wandered around looking for power outlets and looking at the artwork that is less than inspiring. I also sit here on the other side of the country knowing that in 5.75 hours Jason Pelt will pick me up from the airport and we will go jog. I know that this jog will be in a temperature approximately 50 degrees colder than I jogged in yesterday. I hope that those of you on the east coast sleep well tonight. I will enjoy a nap in a middle seat.