Well, I’m headed back to the lone star state again. The airport is always an interesting place for me to watch people, wondering where all of these people are going or where they have been, everyone is on their own journey. I remember when I was younger around 10 or 11 years old I would fly back and forth on this same route to visit my father and people would always be so kind to me, asking what my favorite subject in school was or why I was doing flying alone. I remember thinking “people on planes were so nice and interested in my life!”
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