After sitting in the terminal at Miami international for what seemed like a lifetime they called the flights boarding number to Toronto. I was so happy to be going home - exhausted but happy. The flight was ok, I was delusional, excited and overly tired. I had been up for almost 24 hours. I just wanted to sleep. But sleep wasn’t an option. There was a young girl, who was resting beside me for most of the flight home, and then she started to cry, her ears would not pop. There was a lot of turbulence on the flight and her ears kept on getting clogged. So I sat there watched movie with subtle sounds of her cries. We landed in Toronto, everyone was leaving the plane and the mother looked at me and said,
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