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No... It's not my bra size... Not any size at all actually...
It's the last seat of the plane that is taking home for a week-end after 5 weeks away...
When i'm away that long, i'm happy to go home... See my parents, my brother, my sister... My wonderful nephew, my lovely new niece... And my friends... Just two days that i live at 200%... to make sure i get to see and spend time with everyone...
So you'd think: the last seat... The plane must be full of people and that was the last one checking in... But it's not the case... The answer is no to the two possible doubts...
The stewardess thought that i was somehow punished by being set here lonely at the end of the plane when i hsve so many empty rows in front of me...
But i don't see it that way... First, there's no reason on anyone on this earth to punish me... Tham it's rather a blessing...
No noise... No one pushing in my back nor on my side... And two empty seats next to so that i can relax... Sleeping or reading one of the three books i've just bought while they were making the last call for me to get on board...

I'm actually happy today... I got to see my very special friend before rushing home preparing my 4.5kg suitcase for the week-end...
We got to talk... Laugh... Wash away any doubt that i had and made things clearer...
Human relationships aren't always easy to handle and understand... They just have to be lived and we have have to be open-minded and ready to make things better... We learn from eachother everyday more... And that is just wonderfull...:-) thank you for being there always!