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I'm flying to Florida again. My flight leaves in 3 hours.
I hate to fly.
It's not a fear. It's a phobia. Seriously.
And then I have to fly back. Provided I land safely.
And go back to Florida again on 3/2.
The being away from home part doesn't bother me. It's the getting there and back that sucks.
I suppose the only good thing about all this is that I'm pretty much unavailable all week. I'll be forced to hear about the pre-Grammy adventures after the fact instead of working my angles.
I hate to fly.
It's not a fear. It's a phobia. Seriously.
And then I have to fly back. Provided I land safely.
And go back to Florida again on 3/2.
The being away from home part doesn't bother me. It's the getting there and back that sucks.
I suppose the only good thing about all this is that I'm pretty much unavailable all week. I'll be forced to hear about the pre-Grammy adventures after the fact instead of working my angles.
