The 2K11 24/7 CCCXVIII: Flying is for Suckers

You see, I’m bot a big fan of flying. It’s not that I’m scared of anything — I just think it’s natural to feel uncomfortable in any situation we don’t regularly deal with.

Have me ride in a car and I’m cool — no motion sickness, no feelings of claustrophobia; everything is copacetic. If I’m driving a car, on the other hand, senses are heightened, my heart rate increases — I’m a fish out of water, being someone who doesn’t own a car.Speaking of water, I’m not the greatest swimmer, so anything finding me submerged is generally a no-go.Which brings us back to air travel — we weren’t given wings as a species, so I suspect that flying is either:

• something that we weren’t meant to do;
• something that we were meant to do, but only with great difficulty; or
• something we’ll never achieve naturally

Any way I look at it, I’m often not a fan of this flying business. Sitting in cramped quarters next to strangers, the only thing that makes it slightly easier is beer served at no extra cost and having a bladder like a camel by my window seat.So what’s the lesson here? I think sometimes the lesson is that there IS no lesson. While it’s been good to be away and explore new places, it’s always a pretty good feeling to be coming home, and that’s a lesson I need to keep teaching myself all the time.

–Casey E. Palmer

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