The rays of Sun crept quietly into the room, illuminating the bags littered about. You shield your eyes, hoping to catch the last few moments in sleep’s arms. But it’s futile, you know you must wake up. There was so much to do today. You have been both giddy and anxious about this day for some time. Your friends could not believe that you have waited so long to experience this, but you had had an irrational fear for so long. It was only on a whim that you flung caution to the wind and said “whatever happens, happens”. Your parents were shocked that you would do such a thing, always assuming you to be a chicken. Today, you prove them all. You review your checklist, ensuring everything you need is packed.

Soon it will be time to leave, and the anxiety and fear you tried avoiding begins to rise. Your stomach starts twisting with doubt, you start envisioning the worst. You screaming as you tumble to your death. A solemn news reporter informing the public of your demise. Your devastated parents weeping at the loss of their only child. But for a second, you muster up some bravery, finding it tucked away in the recesses. You’ll be okay, and if something did happen, then it was fate. Think positive. It’s almost time to depart, too late to back down now. Your Uber is here, and you jump in. The drive is quiet only the pounding of your heart disrupts the silence. You arrive at your destination and it feels surreal. The last time you have been here was a decade ago.

This place is alive with energy. People bustle back and forth, announcements blast from the speaker, and the sound of wheels rolling on the floor drowns out everything. After an eternity of lines and waiting, you finally sit down. You’re backing up. There is no escape, you either will land safely or you won’t. Nothing more you can do than say a prayer and hope for the best.