NaPoWriMo, Day 25

As the plane finished its ascent, I looked out the window, wondering what it would be like to jump from 10,000 feet up. What it would be like to imagine the fall and the landing running smoothly. What it would feel like to be light instead of heavy, alive instead of numb. What it would be like to sleep through the night without the teeth of anxiety gnawing at my lungs. What it would be like to look a stranger in the eye, smile, and let words unfold. What it would be like to sit behind the wheel, sing in public, make a new friend, snag the dream job. What it would be like to fly. How easy it is to be anything while 10,000 feet up in the air.

Prompt from @amykaypoetry – Write a poem based on your day (dialogue you overhear, a thought you have, or something you encounter today). Shape your observations into a poem.