That's a lie, really. I don't hate flying, or fear it, but I hate all the small worrysome details about it. Like, if I check in and for some reason I'm not listed. Or my carry-on is too big and I can't take it on. Or my luggage gets lost. Or I have to sit next to some creepy/enormously fat/smelly/loud person. None of these things ever happen, of
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