Airplanes, Loneliness, Heartbreak and Eye Contact.

I’m terrified of flying but it doesn’t matter.  I sat on the plane as it rolled around the airport through the thin, misty Portland rain.  As the plane picked up speed and forced the rain to hit the windows harder, I felt the familiar sensation of gut-wrenching, out-of-control terror flicker to life inside me.  It … More Airplanes, Loneliness, Heartbreak and Eye Contact.