So why is it that no matter how convinced I am that as soon as I board a plane it is doomed to disaster, I still buy presents for the folks back home, and make plans for the following weeks?
Nope - doesn't make sense. Either I ought to take my fear seriously, make a will, give away my possessions & stop buying souveniers; or I ought to get over the fear. Tough choice!
Curious times 
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