You know when

You know when you don't sleep before you have a long flight—
I guess a bit of pre-boarding jitters,
Not so much that you're afraid of heights, or turbulence,
But because of that anxiety of leaving one place for another
Because you wont be back for a while... (In fact you don't know exactly if or when you're returning)
And...I don't know, you want to make sure you see all your friends
Pack up all your things, things for the plane, things for when you land,
Get to the airport on time...follow the TSA codes of traveling with liquid, whatever,

And you're finally in the air
They serve you a meal, (it's salty, but you eat it anyway with refills on wine)
Then they dim the overhead lights
And you watch a great film, to the end, completely absorbed...
At the end, credits start rolling, and you hear a great soundtrack
Song you've never heard (you don't listen to new music so much anymore; too many gadgets to upgrade)
But the voice you recognize
Suddenly you feel really moved and sentimental,
You're left with a million thoughts,
And that prickly, restless feeling from insomnia and too many hours being sedentary
But you're stuck in your seat
After all, where can you go?
Flying some thousands of feet above the ground

...And there goes that turbulence again. Do I feel alone? All the time. Even when I'm not alone.

3 comments:

Celeste said...

You really captured that indescribable feeling perfectly :)

Unknown said...

Your writing is beautiful. I thought you were just a phenomenal Korean American model, now I know you are a phenomenal thinker and writer as well. So glad to see this side of you. From one Korean American writer to another. Cheers!

emeL. said...

I.. I will be here if Im feeling down. somehow your words in here make me feel better inside. you are my muse miss park soo joo