I got on a Delta flight (with a stopover in Atlanta; there are not direct flights, why would there be) to Tulsa, Oklahoma on me year ago today. Here is what I would have ran through the airport: slow-motion, hurdle-clear, end-of-the-movie ran to tell myself before getting on that plane.
This will be the worst year of your life.
When you cry to the boy who blew you a FaceTimed kiss from