The Start of Another Great Adventure
February 15th 2012 As I get older I seem to get more and more excited, no sick, when departure day rolls around. I have learned to take a happy pill the day we fly and not only does it keep me from needlessly worrying, but it also knocks me out on the plane. The only time I take my Alprazolam is when I fly. I need some stress to keep me going in the rest of my life.
The worst part of every trip is having to take
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