I am flying up up in the sky above the white fluffy clouds in the bright blue sky.
Flying towards another part of my heart, part of my identity, part of the puzzle that is me
Getting into a scary white box with wings and clutching my hand tightly in fear
That clenching, breath trapped, then exhaled when the floor falls away
The monotony, beautiful sky, feeling so small
The descent, tightness, bumps and bangs
Warm embraces and familiar beds