Okay, holy shit. Plane crash happened around 8:15am today.
The night before, I was just talking with my sister about what time we were going to get to the train station in the morning, and about 8:00am was one of the possibilites. We decided on quarter past instead, and for some reason, I decided to go to Cabramatta station instead of Canley station. Had we stuck to normal routine and left at about 8:00am, we probably would’ve been within a hundred metres of the crash and this would be a very different blog post.
Might not be mind blowing to everyone else, but it is for me. D: