Commonplace events
can be unnerving
if not practiced
on a regular basis
I have found flying
to be one of those things
Over thirty thousand feet up
A gut-wrenching realization
squeezes the wind out of me
dazed and dizzy
Surrounding mumbling passengers
comfortably unaffected
Every takeoff
of every gapped trip
postponed vacations
feels like flying
for first time
Atypical anxiety
Leveling out
Seatbelt sign off
Rushing exhale
A knotted stomach
unravels itself
in the smoothest fashion
Turbulence can be detrimental in relationships
Midair
a clear understanding of one’s being
Minuscule
Dipping and diving
Cruising over oceans
What a surreal feeling
never growing familiar
with being airborne
Feeling luxurious in economy seating
To travel always for pleasure
never for business
The majority of the world
never leaves countries
cities or homes
Isolated from blooming
transitioning into anything
but what has always been
Refreshed return
Unable to appropriately
depict the indescribable
Coastal seasoning
raining watercolors
on daily routines
Unapologetically
Addicted to the voyage
Sweetly sparked
Flickering in pupils
Embraced by metallic blue
Stealing second glances
whatiwanttodoeveryday 
I know the feeling
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