Airplane

I watch in the sky as the plane flies by

And I can’t help but wonder why

Are they reading books up in the air?

Or holding on to their seats in despair?

Is it a business trip a far-off-land?

Or a honeymoon with love at hand?

Are they running away from their past?

Or simply seeking a new forecast?

I wonder what their lives are like

As they soar through the clouds so high

Do they have dreams just like me?

Do they wonder what other people see?

As I ponder these thoughts in my mind

I wonder if anyone else is inclined

To think about those up in the sky

And what they’re feeling as they fly

Perhaps we all share this curiosity

About the lives of those we can’t see

So as the planes pass by in the air

I’ll keep wondering if anyone else cares

I do exactly what this poem says. I sometimes sit outside at night with my dog and I look up in the sky and watch the planes go by. I live in a large city with a pretty decent airport. I'm always seeing and hearing airplanes, and trains, and cars, but it's a big city, so... I almost think I can feel different energies from the plane as I watch it go by. I try to think of what each person is going through in life, because we all deal with some major bull shit. I wonder who's celebrating their honeymoon, bachelorette party, who's on business, who's trying to get away from something they fear, what they're serving on the plane and if someone is up there afraid to fly and literally in a panic.

I'm told I'm, "Crazy" for thinking this way, and, "Crazy" for thinking I can feel the energies from the people on the plane. I like to think I'm intuitive and full of empathy. I mean, my progress report from my internship had only positives, and, "Extremely empathetic" written all over it. The definition of empathy is being able to feel what other's are feeling. It's a thing, so why is it so crazy that I'm capable of that? My mother used to say, "What makes you think you're so special? You're not capable of being a good person," and more. She's always been good at blocking my potential, while telling everyone else I, "Waste my potential." In reality, she didn't allow it. She never allowed me to develop my own identity, because every time my creative side came out, I was crazy, stupid, a moron, and just, "Off my meds."

I also consider this a part of philosophy. I am a very deep thinker. I like to know the whys and the how's of everything. I analyze every situation very deeply, and I think about super deep things. I watch a lot of philosophy type material on YouTube, actually. It's very intriguing to me. So, whatever's going on in my brain, just know that I am thinking about all of you. Whether you're in the sky, on a train or a boat, swimming in a pool, driving in a car, etc. I truly care about all of you, and what you may be dealing with, or even celebrating in life.

#Airplane

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