The novelty of getting on a plane, flying through the air, and seeing the ground below never gets old for me. I fight for a window seat and immediately press my nose against the glass. Usually, a business person is sitting next to me. By the end of the flight he is freaked out by my obsession with the window, the sporadic giggling, and photo-taking. Whatevs. We are FLYING, you bitch.

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I love flying. I am just as excited to fly as I am to visit Chicago next weekend.

Source: roxyyy