Waking up at 6 in the morning by my father, i groggily got up take a shower, brush my teeth, you know, the usual stuff in the morning. Proceeding to breakfast my nerves began to kick in as the thought of flight pops into my mind like a car's blinker. I haven't rode on a plane since I was 5 and I have very vague memories of it. After breakfast, at
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