Pardon the formatting of this post, if it doesn't look right. I'm posting to the blog via email.
I'm on the Delta flight to Orlando. It's 9:48am. I've only been travelling for 3 hours. Already, though, I miss my family SO much, it's kind of amazing.
I hate to fly. When I was taking off, I just prayed and thought of my wife and kids. There's turbulence right now on the plane, and, well... I'm just going to pray and think of my wife and kids.
I'm such a baby about flying.
One of the other people going to the show is also on this plane. Strangely, it's the only other person going to the show who works for my company.
Sideways shaking just scares the shit out of me. I'm going to watch an Episode of 24.
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