Flying is magical. I love being up in the air inside a remarkable piece of engineering and construction.
I'm also afraid of heights.
So when I think too much about it my stomach drops.
I go back and forth.
Flying is so fun.
Oh my God we're going to die.
Flying is so amazing.
Seriously, what was I thinking getting into this death machine?
Accidents are rare. I'll be fine.
Seriously, this is hell why do I do this to myself?
For eight hours.