scary

I flew into Philadelphia late last night; I missed my regular 7am flight and decided to take a flight 13 hours later. Living on the edge.

There were a total of six people on the plane, including the three crew members. 

I usally fall asleep about 10 minutes after I get on a plane, and don't wake up until we land, but for some reason I was over-tired or something, and got myself all in a tizzy, and convinced myself that this was it.  That this plane was totally going to crash.

I was all panicky and freaked out and then the flight attendant brought me a cookie and a glass of ice water and I was fine.

I seriously do not know what is wrong with me.

P.S.  Flying into work on Monday night make me really really miss my old 3-day workweek at ABCD company.  That was a sweet arrangment.