So take me away to the land of the rising sun...

In the morning, in fact in 4 hours, I get up to leave for Newark. From there I will be departing on a plane to Japan. This scares the living shit out of me. I don't trust pilots, never have, never will, so the idea that they are controlling whether I live or die really unnerves me. Everytime I fly I feel like I'm going to die. It's the closest I come. I really don't want to die. I like life too much to leave yet. There are so many people I like here, so many people I don't want to let go of. It will probably go fine, but I'm always nervous. I worry a lot, if you couldn't tell. Here's to survival, eh?

If you don't ever hear from me, just know that I thought well of you. Probably.

feeling scared, yet still the same...

-ccm