Okay not 2 paragraphs just one; but hey "baby steps". It describes what i was thinking when i was sitting in a airplane recently.
I am lost in my in-flight magazine with only the irritating but strangely hypnotic cabin music to ignore. In time safety instructions are issued, passengers trudge in, disregarding all this i ignore life. The plane nonchalantly trundles along, just another moment in a boring life.
The plane stops, a few seconds of silence and suddenly violence assails my senses, the ferocity of physics drags me from my mental stupor and drowns me in life.
Post script: Is it too early for me to start thinking of sending airmails to Norway.
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