Ready for Takeoff

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I just had one of the best weekends of my life. Two days ago I was in this very location but on arrival. I was planning to surprise my sister who I hadn’t seen in months. The look on her face was well-worth the trip. However, like any perfect trips, it went by much too quick. Every moment brought me right down to this location and time. I am in the SMF Sacramento airport; every sound, smell, and site makes this experience what is – a nightmare.
I arrived early only to discover that my flight was delayed by three hours, thus destroying my great mood. As I make my way through security I watch everyone take their belongings off and place them into a rectangular plastic bin, which goes through a scanner. As I am near the front of the line the OCD side of me is freaking; everyone has to take off their shoes, and I have to walk on that floor afterwards. Then, I reevaluate and tell myself that it is only my feet. Finally, I couldn’t help but notice some people getting full body pat downs while I quickly grab my things to go on my way.
As I make my way to the terminal I can’t help but notice how many shops and food places are around me – they’re everywhere! Everywhere I looked made me want to raid the shops. They were perfectly done up to appeal to the many tourists. I, being one of those common tourists, walked into several. I managed to pull myself together and not buy anything. The way the designers of the shops know how to appeal to everyone’s inner desire to hastily spend without the acknowledgement is overwhelming.
There is a young baby with an obstinate cry that has been progressing for a good 15 minutes, in the distance. I wonder when the parents are going to take action to calm the baby down. I’m watching the sunset and the cl...

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...ed. I made a joke about how I didn’t think I needed to loss that much weight. She started laughing and she told me that I could order any drink I wanted and she returned shortly with a full can of sprite, excited because I didn’t get stuck with the tiny plastic cup that everyone else has. Before the flight attendant made her way to the front of the plane she quietly handed me a pillow. I am now comfortable, ready for takeoff.
I would rather fly than have to be stuck in a car for hours at a time. Airports can be stressful at times but when you wait patiently all the inconveniences somehow works its way out. Everyone has different experiences when they enter a airport. Some people experience jet lag or get cranky, like me, but as soon as you land all of the negative energy disappears. There is a world out there waiting to be discovered and airports make it possible.

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