1996/8/5

Flying in a small commuter prop. Go to land, sharp descent. Come too short, crash. Get everyone out OK. Some kid is left. Talk to the pilot-she says that she was seeing intermittent partying as she landed.
In a factory, moving things around. Get bitched at. Get mad, tell the guy I’m way smarter than he is. Go into an office, with boss and dad, making insurance deals.

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