12/365 what am i?

Guess who’s traveling with the passage below and comment what you think it is!

Here we go again, anxiousness.  Marianne is about to get onto another flight and leave her beautiful family home in Hawai’i.  It is cold this morning at 4 AM, I wonder what Marianne’s mom is doing?  Marianne gets up from her couch and heads to her parents room to wake her mother up.

The coffee has started, Marianne has an hour before she has to get going – maybe she should start getting ready?  She heads to the bathroom to brush her teeth, wash her face, change into her already picked out “flight outfit” and heads out to find her parents re-weighing her luggage.  She’s concerned.

Her luggages are cutting close to 50 pounds!  Her heart would sink if she would have to $100+ just to be within the criteria for United’s Baggage Policy.  Who would price bags this much anyway?  Marianne thought to herself.  She judges the moment and goes with hoping the bags will not surpass 50 pounds.

The car ride with her mom is quiet.  Should she say something?  What is there to talk about, when the feeling of leaving is always a tough one – especially with family.  Think of something to talk about, Marianne.  The conversation started, she talked with her mom about her clients.  She thought about asking how her mom likes the job.

Marianne pulls over in front of the airport section for United.  A million thoughts rush through her mind about having everything she needed.  Well, let’s hope she does because she knows she has no time now.  She hugs her mother goodbye, takes a quick snapchat.  She felt sad leaving home one again, but was determined to finish what she started in Saint Louis.

After the check in and security check point – Marianne feels relieved.  With a muffin and caramel Frappuccino in her hand, she sits, waits, and eats.  Her flight boards in thirty minutes.  She feels anxious.

I wonder who is sitting next to her on this flight?  She loves the aisle seats and the middle seat in her row was not taken yet.  She is hoping nobody ends up sitting next to her, but then somebody came.  She shrugged.

Everyone is on the flight, seated, and ready to go!  The windows are closed, trays stowed up, and all seats upright.  Marianne is ready to go.  The plane takes off and here she feels safe.  She takes out her kindle, starts reading and hopes soon enough – she will fall asleep.

What am I?