#airplane

The hours pass. The miles go by. Voices, sounds, echoes. Was it a dream? Sights and smells. Sensations floating behind on the river of time. Now the city comes into view while the plane makes a turn, and

The machine races forward, groaning and humming as it accelerates along the runway, then the rattling gives way to a soft hum, a heart sinking sensation, its force and momentum prying me up away from the