Recurring Daydream

10:00PM Halloween night. Waxing moon. Partly Cloudy. Cool. Sitting in a window seat inspecting the wings for cracks or loose pieces. Nervously. iPod engaged. Baby it's Alllllllllll Right Now (Free) blasting. Watching the air traffic controllers move across the gravel like airport-house-figurines beneath the plane's enormous wheels, waving neon signals in the air, the plane decompresser making that ssssssssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhh noise ---- i'm almost there, i'm almost gone, i'm going, going...