I am absolutely terrified. I don't think I've been so scared in my life... Tomorrow morning I'll be going to Japan and I'll be staying there for a year. The staying there for a year part is nothing to me right now... it's the getting over there part that has got me shaking in my shorts. I really don't like airplanes... but I'm hoping the large size of this one will help buffer my terror.
Planes are wonderful contraptions, don't get me wrong. They are a mechanical marvel. They are a testament to human enginuity. But they also scare the crap out of me. I don't like the feeling of take-off, when the force of the engines presses me agianst my seat and causes my neck muscles to tense up. I don't like the way my heart pounds either. And then when it finally gets into the air I don't like that I can't roll the window down to get some fresh air or make a
pit-stop to wake my legs up.
I must sit calmly in my seat and suffer any disgusting smells that might crawl up my nose from the lady two seats away who is wolfing down a roastbeef sandwich, or from the man behind me who is visciously munching down on some peanuts.
As soon as landing is in sight, my nerves begin to calm and my body can begin to relax, because my opportunity to exit an artaficial environment draws near. Once I exit the plane, my senses will begin to clear up and reality will once again hold reign over my mind. Before then, nerves will hold that power, and could possibly clutch the wheel of time as well. I just pray that God will take over and pull me through this. I am hoping He will throw my fear aside and remove the self-made filters from my eyes so that I can see as a healthy human being does.
Beyond that... I'm sure my first couple of day will be a bit scary, but I don't see my fears taking hold of me on soil as it used to. Conquering the plane conqueres fear itself.
Planes are wonderful contraptions, don't get me wrong. They are a mechanical marvel. They are a testament to human enginuity. But they also scare the crap out of me. I don't like the feeling of take-off, when the force of the engines presses me agianst my seat and causes my neck muscles to tense up. I don't like the way my heart pounds either. And then when it finally gets into the air I don't like that I can't roll the window down to get some fresh air or make a
pit-stop to wake my legs up.I must sit calmly in my seat and suffer any disgusting smells that might crawl up my nose from the lady two seats away who is wolfing down a roastbeef sandwich, or from the man behind me who is visciously munching down on some peanuts.
As soon as landing is in sight, my nerves begin to calm and my body can begin to relax, because my opportunity to exit an artaficial environment draws near. Once I exit the plane, my senses will begin to clear up and reality will once again hold reign over my mind. Before then, nerves will hold that power, and could possibly clutch the wheel of time as well. I just pray that God will take over and pull me through this. I am hoping He will throw my fear aside and remove the self-made filters from my eyes so that I can see as a healthy human being does.
Beyond that... I'm sure my first couple of day will be a bit scary, but I don't see my fears taking hold of me on soil as it used to. Conquering the plane conqueres fear itself.
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Today is September 18 in the USA, but it's 10pm on the 19th in Japan. You are there! You did it! I am proud of you! :)
Love always,
Mom
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