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I can still remember stepping on that plane. It was a monster of a thing. I had never been on a plane that large, much less a plane that had more than one level. I had also never been where I was going. Not even close. For such a long flight it now seems like such a small, insignificant amount of time. I was going off to war. I wish I could say it felt like I was leaving home, but it didn't. I was only going to be gone for a while. At least, that’s the way I saw it. I guess you could say I can can’t really leave if I don’t really stay anywhere. That’s just the nature of some people.