My flight to Barcelona leaves in three hours - off to check out venues for our party there in October.
'I'm leaving on a jet plane. I don't know when I'll be back again....'
Actually, it's tomorrow at 1530 but you know what I mean - there's something slightly melancholic about hopping on a plane, I think it's because of the distances involved and the dangers inherent in flying. You can never be 100% sure that you'll come back home.
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