Day one is a test. How am I going to to do traveling these days? Specifically with flying. It's been so long since I've put myself through this, but Pop's 90th birthday family reunion seemed like a damn good reason.
Of course somehow it ended up being the longest plane trip ever, except when I flew to the Middle or Far East. Here I am jumping in at full throttle again. It seems my only two speeds are idle and pedal-to-the-metal. We won't talk about reverse.
And because I'm flying so far, the first flight is at 7am. I set my alarm for 4:45am. Let's see how many triggers I can do before I get a raging migraine.
Spoilers: The answer was four.
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