Plane Crash

I did not expect that something would go wrong when I entered a clean and orderly white polished surface. When I woke up I found myself on a very hot, sunny, wet wet island full of soft, bright green palm trees shining with rough yellow boiled apples It was. The simple and powerful plane I just crossed hit a damp, slimy brown sand. After noticing this beat, I began pushing the 8 inch foot into a soft, soft light brown sand and I saw every direction, but my big eyes were full of confusion.

I was in the plane with the idea of ​​an airplane accident. This may be a unique environment that can take disasters into account ... What does this mean? An airplane accident may not be the worst possible incident. A violent air crash or a sudden drop in the pressure in the room may occur, and you may feel a relaxed sigh. There is a word that the rhythm of life is not a problem, but it suddenly stops. I believed it. I believed that life is not a destination but a journey. I believed that I could continue sprinting and end someday. And sprint. And sprint. The pace never fell, and in fact it will always try to add new problems to the package. Always free more space. add. to add

Me? I insist that the parachute has failed. Or maybe it is an airplane accident. It is not the case, while on an airplane, when we are landing, the weather is very bad, the fancy starts and we see what happens - the oxygen mask falls, the woman cries, the baby cries; maybe I will cross the aisle and grasp the hand of a perfect stranger while waiting for the inevitable one. The earth sweeps over us, and we are attacked together forever. You can say that our death is an ongoing job in our life - all breath, all bite, every swallowing, lack of nightly traffic lights, all with laughter Scream, cry and let the fist and the lonely sigh - each of them bring us closer to our own dramatic end from this world

In July, I returned to America with a big jet. Before I left, I thought: the plane will collapse and my soul will float outside my body. It will not crash, I will take it home. All flying aircraft are likely to collide. My body is a sealed pocket that can contain 21 grams of extract or a random aggregate in indiscriminate universe. Either way, I board the plane.