“I am the passenger
I stay under glass
I look through my window so bright
I see the stars come out tonight
I see the bright and hollow sky
Over the city’s ripping sky
And everything looks good tonight“

For someone who is used to being in the driver seat I sometimes feel awkward being a passenger. This kind of makes me feel uncomfortable too because the thought of me being a perfectionist kind of upsets me.

Today I was flying home from interstate and the flights were delayed and canceled because a big dust storm is set to hit tomorrow. My flight was extremely delayed. Not wanting to miss boarding I got onto the flight. The seatbelt signs went on and we sat and sat and sat…

All of this time I was dying to use the bathroom. I tried deep breathing, counting numbers, deep breathing and counting numbers… nothing worked.

Finally we started taking off and we were in the air. I delicately placed my feet into position, ready to run when the seatbelt sign was off but still nothing.

I turned to music. One song passed, then another! It seemed like an eternity. Then finally the seatbelt went off and I RAN!!!!