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Thursday, March 22, 2018

entry arrow5:38 PM | Crash

We basically hopscotched on the airport runway when we landed, the plane's wheels screeching on the tarmac for a few seconds -- I could smell rubber burning -- and then the plane was off into the air again, circling Dumaguete for another attempt at landing. The captain then spoke through the PA, something about a safety maneuver, something about the instruments giving off warning signs. People at the airport later was telling me they had never seen anything like it, the plane bopping like that on the middle of the runway. When it was happening however, it took me a few seconds to realize we were not landing. But I felt unusually calm, and I felt a sudden conviction that, if I were to get out of that cabin with another chance at life, the noise in life wouldn't matter. There's only work and integrity, and friends and family.

 (Also that I had to take care of myself.)

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