38,000 feet altitude.
nestled in the space that surrounds me with threes.
eyes closed listening to the vibrations that filter through me.
the surrounding buzz gives all the background that i need.
a spirited destination awaits
filled with love and playfulness,
moody emotion,
the quiet sullen that my mind needs,
and the forcefulness to push me forward.
time will pass and it might return me to a fortune i fear
and reasons i dread,
but until then, i look to the city to help give me what i need,
to complete the pieces i’ve scattered.
38,000 feet altitude is giving me the time.
Ciara Ashley Johnson 