I have divorced parents that live in different states.
So I fly a lot.
I have flown since my mom was pregnant with me.
Even though planes have real danger and many people are scared of them,
I always feel a strange feel a strange sense of comfort.
Flying by myself has of course, strengthened my independence and map skills,
but also is always a safe spot and a consistent routine..
I find my seat, pull out my headphones, starting with the album, “Memories…Do Not Open” by the Chainsmokers.
I Whatsapp my parents and then read a book, watch a downloaded movie, play a game, or nap.
The plane moves out and taxis to the runway.
Increasing speed and liftoff.
I watch the everchanging scenery if its light outside.
Turbulence, drinks/snacks, touchdown, walk out of the plane.
Share:
Be First to Comment