” Flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss.” Douglas Adams
When I fly
It feels like smooth sailing
Most of the time…
The purr of the engines
The murmuring of conversations
Flight attendants ushering their wares down the aisle
The plane bounces up and down and side to side
Storm clouds and lightning threaten outside
I hear the creeking of the interior walls
I nylon strap is all that protects me
Against a 34,000 foot fall
I willingly dispense my life into the hands
Of an unknown pilot
Because I want to go….
My heart jumps
Where are the drinks?
Where are the pills?
I didn’t sign up for this unwanted thrill
The plane glides smoothly once again
Will I do it again?
Let my next adventure begin!