I start to think I can unpack my bags, my flight changes.


I'm picky of places I choose to visit, which is why I'm usually content with staying on the plane.

But it seems like the few times that I actually scope out a destination... the few times that I actually look forward to undoing my seatbelt, everytime I get ready to unload my carry on... my destination changes.

Goodbye palm trees, good bye mountains, goodbye beautiful skyscrapers. Goodbye..

I just want to find a destination already. Maybe I'm stuck on this plane forever.

More peanuts please.

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