I wouldn't say I'm a regular flier at all, but I've done my fair share of flights up and down California.
The reality is: I don't know how planes get up in the air and stay up there, I don't know how scary it is for pilots to land planes or how easy it is for them to be corrupted, and I don't know what kinds of safety measures are in play for planes with electrical problems, fuel issues, or heavy storms...
... but then I just remind myself of all of the nuts on the road every day and what one small thing could do on there to mess me up equally as likely (probably more so), and I trust the means of travel so very much that it is disconcerning to me. As suggested above, I normally listen to music and sleep (before I used to play The Show on the flight, but no more Vita versions to carry franchises over with).
My mom is petrified of flying, but just got on a plane last night. She drank prior to it so much that she was probably threatening to pull a Kristen Wiig from Bridesmaids. But hey, that's what it takes for her. We all have our own coping mechanisms.
I wish you safe travels, and will see you on the other side!
EDIT: That's not like a death farewell, I mean "other side" more like Miami Airport.

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