Where is my suitcase?

Idolized is the inanimate idea
That surely to succeed
a Plan is what you need
we all know –
a Plan is a Degree.

Only half the space is occupied - surely I own more clothes than this.

Is it too much to ask –
Freedom?
Apparently so
For to avoid ***** looks and shaking heads
My mouth must spout some *******
Concerning myself
The strangest stranger of all
And the make belief notion that I know her.

www.google.com
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Aer lingus
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One way

No, I don’t know what I want to be when I grow up.
Yes, I want to do something with my life.
No, I haven’t picked a course yet.
No, I don’t have anything in mind right now.
Yeah. No, no. Not yet. No.

”Your boarding pass please.”

Whatever happened to living?

”Please ensure your seatbelt is in place for takeoff.”

It’s a bit sad, really.

”So, where are you from?”
“Does it matter?”