Yesterday morning, I left my comfortable bedroom-turned-aunt's-office-and-gallery to come back to New York City.
At home, I live 10 minutes away from LAX, so my family tends to take that for granted, and therefore, I never seem to get to the airport when I should. My flight left at 9:00 AM and I insisted on being at the airport at 7:00. After a
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