For people who fly more often this probably occurs often enough to not be noticeable, but when you take the same exact flight, from the same exact gate, twice in less than one week, wearing the same exact clothes, carrying the same exact luggage, there is a weird sense of Groundhog Day.

I even brought the same exact kind of apple to eat as airport snack. And yes, I have exactly the same seat on the plane.
I wonder if it’s going to be the same airplane crew this time.