up up and away
Call me crazy, but sitting in an airplane on takeoff never fails to remind me of my own mortality. A thin metal shell and some plexiglass is all that stands between me and and the last few exhilirating moments of my life. I've heard that, knowing that one will die at impact with the ground when falling from extreme height, usually the fallee will pass out well before he or she hits the ground. I suppose it's more comforting that way, easier to deal with impending doom.
My, I'm cheery this morning. Time to try and look on the flip side.
The thin metal shell and plexiglass I'm currently inhabiting has just risen above a group of clouds. The sun is beaming down on them brilliantly, it's amazing to look at, and I can't help but want (if it were possible) to reach out and touch one of them. Just to see what it would feel like. I know it's all condensed water vapor, but as a kid I just knew (who didn't?) that they'd feel like soft cotton if I could just stretch up high enough. Only god and the angels know for sure, I guess. Doesn't stop me from wanting to walk off the wing, find a good clump of them, settle down, and sleep for a few years.
Sleeping seems to be the only thing I'm doing right lately.
I was dreading Toronto, but now I think I'm almost grateful. It's time for Chris to be out of the loop again, and concentrate on his career. I get the chance to work with
Sir Ian McKellen which is really exciting, considering how many of my recent favorite movies he's been in. Will Robin and Magneto have to face off? No, stupid, I'm going to do everything I can to be his pal. I could probably learn more than a few things about acting from him.
I'm not going to be bitter about the way Caroline said goodbye to me. I expected it. I seem to be doing nothing but irritating the women in my life, except maybe Lily Ann. She and Chris Jr. hugged me and I picked them up and carried them around the house a bit, we played one more game of "Alien Man vs. The Space Kids" for the road. I died again, as usual, and then I told them goodbye. It felt a little more ominous than normal.
My, I'm cheery this morning. Time to try and look on the flip side.
The thin metal shell and plexiglass I'm currently inhabiting has just risen above a group of clouds. The sun is beaming down on them brilliantly, it's amazing to look at, and I can't help but want (if it were possible) to reach out and touch one of them. Just to see what it would feel like. I know it's all condensed water vapor, but as a kid I just knew (who didn't?) that they'd feel like soft cotton if I could just stretch up high enough. Only god and the angels know for sure, I guess. Doesn't stop me from wanting to walk off the wing, find a good clump of them, settle down, and sleep for a few years.
Sleeping seems to be the only thing I'm doing right lately.
I was dreading Toronto, but now I think I'm almost grateful. It's time for Chris to be out of the loop again, and concentrate on his career. I get the chance to work with
Sir Ian McKellen which is really exciting, considering how many of my recent favorite movies he's been in. Will Robin and Magneto have to face off? No, stupid, I'm going to do everything I can to be his pal. I could probably learn more than a few things about acting from him.
I'm not going to be bitter about the way Caroline said goodbye to me. I expected it. I seem to be doing nothing but irritating the women in my life, except maybe Lily Ann. She and Chris Jr. hugged me and I picked them up and carried them around the house a bit, we played one more game of "Alien Man vs. The Space Kids" for the road. I died again, as usual, and then I told them goodbye. It felt a little more ominous than normal.