I hate flying! There, I said it. I dunno, maybe it’s the thought that I’m in a 95,000 pound metal tube that’s flying 35,000 feet above the ground. It just doesn’t seem right to me that something that large (and heavy) should be anywhere other than on the ground. Regardless, I do it -- because I have to. And, unless someone knows where I can get my hands on a Star Trek Transporter, I will continue to fly — because I have to.
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