June 13 (my thoughts while on a plane)

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So I'm writing this while I'm on the plane from Denver to Providence, Rhode Island. I'm having a really bad anxiety attack because I realized that I forgot to bring my stuffed pig that I've had since I was four. I bring it on every trip I go on because it comforts me and gives me that sensation of familiarity, but I forgot to bring it and I'm super stressed because we're gonna be on the east coast for a week in places I've never been before and I'm really scared. I don't even sleep with this pig when I'm at home but I have to have it with me while I'm on a trip and I forgot to bring it and I'm rambling but I'm super bored because what the hell else am I supposed to do at 1:30 in the morning while on a plane when I can't sleep because I'm so panicky and sad?

The good thing is that I was able to write another chapter of my book from my phone which I will publish with this once I'm off the plane and can connect to my cellular data again.

I can see a thunderstorm out the window. There's a really big town below us but I have no clue which one it is. From the looks of it were over a Metro area right now for some city, maybe Des Moines? But yeah it's definitely a city below us now.

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Look familiar anyone? It's a pretty huge city and there's a river running through it from what I can tell.

I'm so insanely bored. According to my phone we're still in mountain time zone, but according to me I'm pretty sure we should be in central time by now. My clock reads 1:42 am, and if my phone doesn't change for time zones, we should be landing around 3:15 am, so I guess we're about halfway there! Someone google for me what cities are approximately halfway between Denver and Providence pleeeeeease 🤗🤗
We're over another bigger city with a larger sprawl to the northeast of the last one

I know you're probably bored of me by now, but I can't really text anyone, obviously, but I can record them here and publish them later, and you, my small amount of followers, get to be the recipients of my thinking.

All the lights are gone. It's not even sparse lighting below me. It's complete darkness. If I didn't know we weren't crossing the ocean, I'd think we were crossing the ocean. I'd really like to know where I am. I'm strong kind of nervous.

WAIT!! It's probably Lake Michigan! That huge city must've been Chicago.

I'm right.

It is Lake Michigan. Now that I realize that, I can see the basic outline of Chicago's lights around the shore.

There's a thunderstorm over Lake Michigan right now.

I'm on Frontier Airlines, the ones with the animals on the wingtips, and today we are flying with either a prairie dog or a sea otter. I can't really tell since it's so dark out.

The lights have returned!

I've never actually been to Chicago, which makes me extremely mad. I went to Illinois like 3 years ago to visit family who lived like 25 miles outside the city, but my grandparents were being weird and refused to take me into the city. The thing is, every year when my brothers or cousins turned 12 my grandparents took them on this really big, expensive trip to see something cool. When I went with them to see my family in Illinois I was 11, and they literally made the trip so that I could meet my great-grandma while she was still in good health, just in case, but then the next year, they never took me on any trip. I always felt robbed.

Anyway, we're definitely over Michigan now, which means we are in Eastern Time zone, meaning that my clock, which reads 1:55 am is now 2 hours behind, meaning that it is really 3:55 am and I can see the sky turning pink at the horizon.

I just realized that I'll probably be flying over Canadian airspace for at least a few minutes, which I have done before, I guess, but I never realized it because last time I was on a plane to Boston (which is just north of providence for you non-Geography nerds, and is our final destination, but it was cheaper to fly to Providence because who the hell wants to go to Providence?) was when I was only 7 years old and I wasn't well-versed in knowledge of geography.

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