This is where I think, write, and entertain the masses with outtakes from my tortured childhood and currently blissful adult life.
I did it. I got on an airplane. Not once, not twice, but four separate times. I did it all alone. And I didn’t even die. Not one time. My fear of flying is deeply embedded. My first flight was to Washington, D.C. the summer before 7th grade. My Dad flies all the time and [...]
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