Your flight already approaches San Francisco, the breakfast is about to be served and the person next to you is still sleeping with his mouth open and his head hanging out towards the aisle. The young couple in the airplane seats in front of you take some sneak pictures of the man and laugh. Social media, you think, and you are happy that your neck pillow did its job once again. You have both maintained privacy and dignity inside your hoods and you feel bad for the neck pain your seat neighbor will suffer from the coming days. You look at your wife who is still asleep in the window seat, her choice was Misty Gray, and it actually reminds you of the clouds outside the plane window.