Sometimes…
If not often… I don’t always know what to do, so I just get overwhelmed and go on autopilot; pray that there isn’t a crash landing and that all passengers on board survive the tormenting turbulence that life offers sometimes. They don’t kiss the ground when they get land, they just stand there feeling the solid earth beneath their feet, realizing that they made it through another day.
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