Standing there in a pristine undamaged field of corn just after losing focus momentarily while the pilot of Flight 232 was struggling to land his crippled airplane we were passengers on I learned a new lesson in loneliness. Nothing around me but a field of corn and the undamaged airplane seat I had been sitting in on the airplane and then I was sitting in the seat in that field of corn and I was in an empty world.
Friday, November 04, 2011
July of *1989*
Standing there in a pristine undamaged field of corn just after losing focus momentarily while the pilot of Flight 232 was struggling to land his crippled airplane we were passengers on I learned a new lesson in loneliness. Nothing around me but a field of corn and the undamaged airplane seat I had been sitting in on the airplane and then I was sitting in the seat in that field of corn and I was in an empty world.
