Mind Fragment 💡9

I’m unfortunately seated near a window, but it’s mercifully dark. I don’t want to see the ground disappear beneath me. I have pteromerhanophobia, which is a long word for an irrational fear of flying. I feel the plane leave the ground. Nausea and nerves gnaw at my stomach. Fear commands attention. As we level off, I look at my closed window and pretend I’m on a train. When I open my eyes, the plane has landed. I chide myself for being foolish and once again step onto solid ground.


! Remark: “Mind Fragment” posts are fictitious prose, and none of them is about me.

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