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Pacing up and about at around mach 1/30,000 feet above land and sea would sound a little crazy right? A bit suspicious and even strange for the unfamliar traveler but for any seasoned vet, they're just simple signs of anxiety. A powerful & much underated emotionally trait provoked by an overwhelming amount of happiness and yet at the same time - Fear. The joy and excitement of leaving behind the the monotany and stresses of everyday life, yet balanced by the tense feelings of the unwritten path. A strange trait I believe everyone has but supresses for it shows your own personal flaws and weakness. But I happilly embrace it here light-years from my destination while vacum packed sealed in a metal tube along with strangers. Nothing new, I'll soon come to learn. The chorus line of infants and lack of leg room does'nt help either, but you gotta look to the bright-side right? Hey "I'm not in Kansas anymore" nor the same continent for that matter. Hmmmm, how life must be better when your first-class. LazyBoys, MTV & supermodel girlfriends I bet.
As the pacing continues I think to myself about the many stories that inspired me to take this leap and the countless research that was done on my part it dawned on me that ... Hell!, I'm in my own shoes here, I'm blazing my own trails. No amount of preparation & research could've really helped. All I know is that at this moment in time what does become your ally are the free alcholic beverages on intl' flights !!!. Yeah Baby! As I put my feet to rest for the while and I down a rum & coke, oh bartender errrr I mean steward ... man? Can I have another? Ahhhh it's a little warmer and fuzzier now. A much too familiar place I admit. Where everyone should be I think. Here we go. Into the great unknown. Many so have taken this route but this is MY TIME. Here is where I begin MY JOURNEY. A journey I hope of self discovery, enlightenment? and maybe along the way a whole lot of fun. It begins not at the moment of conception nor at the arrival at the departure gate, but here eyes shut serranaded by the humming of the twin engines as we past the point of no return. MY ADVENTURE truly begins. As I sink back into my reality and let destiny take its course I am reminded of a chorus from a familiar song, "I'm leaving on a Jet Plane, and I don't know when I'll be back again". Into the unwritten path at mach 1/30,000 feet above. | ||||||
