The Last Ones

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        Planes are my least favorite thing on the planet. There are so many things that could go wrong on a plane, for example;

It could catch on fire,

The engines to go haywire,

It could fall into the ocean where you are eaten alive by evil sharks and scary sharp-toothed whales!?

Okay, maybe I'm being a little dramatic.

I look out the window at the sun setting over the clouds like a little white blanket. It calms me a bit, I mean I've only been on the plane for 8 minutes and I'm already having a panic attack. 

Thinking about landing in New York and meeting my favorite people in the world for the first time helps too. 

I'm moving from Utah to New York, to live with people I have never met. But I already know I'm going to love it. 

My internet best friends and I have been chatting for three years, and we are all moving to an apartment in upstate, and I've never been more excited for anything in my entire life. 

I put in my headphones and turn on Mac Demarco, slowly drifting asleep.