Taking Flight
𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞.
I would be less than original to speak of the oddity of 2020. It is easy to feel a passenger in a runaway train. The words of Ozzy Osbourne flow through my head as the days seem to rush by like the landscapes through the coach windows,
And yet, some days seem like I am stuck at a train station in an episode of Twilight Zone. Nothing is moving and I see no one beyond the other three in my home.
Will the train whistle finally signal an actual ticket out? Or can I commandeer a plane? At least, I have my imagination.
𝐈’𝐦 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧. 𝗪𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨?
