Soledad en masa

26 hours.

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In 26 hours I’ll be aboard an American Airlines plane on my way from Los Angeles to Boston for college. Let me be frank about it: I despise flying. I’ve never liked it. It’s funny to think that after taking ten flights in the past year (six of them across the nation, four in the span of a week-and-a-half) I’m always thinking of the worst. The thing that gets me most: I don’t know why. I don’t know why I panic so much. I just do. I fuckin’ hate it.

It’s only a five-hours-and-a-half flight. Don’t be afraid, Diego. You’ve done it before. Just pack a few sandwiches in case you get hungry during the flight.

Another thing that gets me is that I’ve been busy packing and all that stuff and I haven’t made time to call my close friend C. I’ve wanted and promised to call her since I came back from Mexico, but haven’t had time. Agh.

I’m sorry, C.


Written by soledadenmasa

September 6, 2007 at 9:04 pm

Posted in College, Harvard, Summer, Travel

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  1. If you didn’t want to fly, you shouldn’t have chosen a school so far away. But you’ll be okay. Hope the school year gets off to a great start.


    September 7, 2007 at 6:47 pm

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