Nervous flyer

I’m a very anxious flyer under normal circumstances, let alone flying into a pandemic hot spot to attend to my dead mother.

So when I woke up nauseous I knew it was just nerves. It went away quickly. I have an hour and a half to hit the road. If I leave by that time I should be fine. I’m trying to take a bunch of crap and supplements through TSA. We will see how that goes, but timewise I should be fine.

I hate TSA. I used to request they pat me down to avoid the exposure to their machines but they retaliate with a lot of vindictiveness. Once they made me wait 15 minutes standing right next to the xray machine.

When I asked to move they prohibited me. Another time they had a woman with really bad skin issues pat me down. Horrible excema all over her hands and face. Even she told me “yea they go out of their way to call me when someone doesn’t want to go through”. Lovely! Petty fucking assholes with a tiny bit of power: small dick, big truck energy.

I used to drink: at the airport and then also on the plane. Once I asked the doctor for anxiety pills and that was alright, but I forgot this time.

Oh well. And my girl friend is now having lots of family coming to town. She still insists I stay with her but that just doesn’t seem comfortable to me. So I’m guessing I’ll end up in an Airbnb. Which adds expense to the trip I didn’t want to even take in the first place.

Well…at least I didn’t throw up. Gotta go!


Author: porngirl3

I have always enjoyed reading and writing. Maybe because I have always been on the quiet and reclusive side; which most people may not guess at first glance or if seeing me in a social setting, especially around people I am comfortable with but itโ€™s also not something I have an issue with. I need solitude to recharge. Writing gives me the peace and time to renew that is offered to you for your enjoyment and pleasure as well. I hope. Lol

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