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Home… tired. sleepy. /sigh bills done, ready to sleep. Envelopes taste bad. small airplane was toodling around in the sky and not talking to the towers.. our plane dropped to avoid it… It felt very similar to riding space mountain alone. (rising out of your seat having the seatbelt hold you down) Just glad to be home.
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