It’s going to sound extra weird coming from me but I hate flying. Really. No really. And this is coming from a person who as a child took 6 seater planes from one place to another in the middle of thunderstorms. The plane flew so low you could count the man eating fish in the water. Flying didn’t phase me then.
I do admit, it probably has something to do with not being completely over what I saw with my own eyes on September 11th and my fear that it will happen again but this time I will be on the plane and will be a coward and just there crying as crazy people do terroristic things. But it probably also has something to do with the fact that all the planes I have been on lately have been having quite a bit of turbulence.
I just got home from traveling this week and each time an insane amount of turbulence happens I think I need to talk with someone who flies even more than me — wait, that’s not possible — I need to talk with someone who has no problem flying so they can explain how I can calm down and not immediately have nervous flying symptoms.
If anyone knows someone let me know. I was going to ask someone I know but ironically, I am flying too much to find enough time to sit down with him. Pathetic I know.


