That beautiful, magestic moment where things are a plane falling down, about to crash at any moment, and you just… Sigh. Sigh tiredly as you look through the window and realize how little power you have over things to the point there is nothing you can do but stare at it not even knowing what to hope about or pray for.
Staring is all you can do. Not even having the strength to shout, to look for help, to rely on any possible positive thoughts because it’s useless. You are just alone, sitting on that damn chair staring at the lifeless outcome you’ve become even before the plane even touches the ground.

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Sometimes it’s hard to stay in control of everything when there is so much going on. It’s so much stress to handle. But think about how many times putting your trust in the pilot turns out safely… And then the new destination of the landing bring a different kind of joy to you. You just have to keep your head up, even when you’re in the clouds, and think about all that could be. There’s so much out there and a plane is a perfect place for exploring what life has to offer.