as our plane, 9 seats and 2 aisles wide, made its
ascent into the dark Toronto night,
and head felt heavy,
as if they longed for the ground that was
and as we raced through skies unknown
I thought of the deep ocean beneath us, 5 hours wide at the speed of sound,
and I hoped I would not die cold.
love the way you right. amazing.
I'm not crazy about flying either. And you're pretty talented, you know that, right? Have a safe trip sweetums.
this is exatly how i feel when i fly. exactly. well-put.
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