Wish me luck.
Actually, answer me this: Why do we even try our luck?
How can being 30,000 feet in the air make anyone comfortable?
We've been conditioned to accept risk to get where we need to go in a few hours instead of a few days. Very well, but this airplane is still only a machine and we're still only human. The pilots are only human too. Great, now I'm anxious. My biggest fear is being in a plane crash so much of my negativity is a reflection of that.
How can this situation relate to you? Think about how people readily put themselves in situations that they, as destructible organisms, simply weren't made for. Is this human destiny... or something else?
How can this situation relate to you? Think about how people readily put themselves in situations that they, as destructible organisms, simply weren't made for. Is this human destiny... or something else?
I'm this high up by the grace of physics. Please don't fail me now.
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