Dec. 29th, 2003

thrihyrne: Portland, OR (Thevina)
Okay, I'll admit it- I have a very active imagination. This morning after lying in bed imagining how the plane I'm going on in a few hours was going to crash to the ground and how much I was going to regret not finishing all of my stories, never get to meet Jen, never see my cats again... I went out into my dad's living room to look out on the city and cry and imagine if a terrorist gets on the plane and puts a gun to my head.

So now I'm letting you all know just how much of a baby I am. Thank goodness for the Southwest Airlines booklet of drink coupons. I have 6 coupons. That gets me two cups of wine. It's not enough, but it's a start.

With all of my heart I really do think I will arrive home safely, but I'm wondering now how skewed my life in my head must be if my primary regret is dying before I've finished various fanfiction stories. Perhaps it's really the sense of leaving things unfinished that worries me- and being so active in a medium where people use pseudonyms and if (in this case) my husband died too, who would contact all of my friends in my online communities?

Yes, I'm still feeling morbid.

Hope to be adding to my LJ tonight once safely home. If you know me, please send me anti-panic vibes. Or that drug that some people take so that they don't feel so anxious.

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