Wednesday, May 19, 2004

Post-flight checklist

The first time you wake up from a blackout is a slightly worrying thing, but over time you get used to it. At least you are in your or someone's bed, (or perhaps on a park bench, or once in front of your classroom), at least you are still on the ground.

First you register the loud white noise, then you open your eyes to the bright sun, and the face of some stranger, who you are knees to knees with (goddamn Southwest planes). You realize you are 30,000 feet up. You don't know how you got there. You have a feeling that you should be on a plane anyway, you just wonder if you got on the correct one. Hazy fragmented memories sludge through your head, the edges of which don't fit together. Drunk dialing, angry sullen emotions, waiting in an empty cab in front of the airport. 'Keep it together, keep it together.' You repeat that mantra a thousand times until you hear the captain reassuring tell you that you will be landing shortly, at the correct destination.

Where's the most frightening/confusing/worst place you've woken up from a blackout?


Blogger fiona said...

your arms. (zinga!)

2:44 PM  
Blogger lipitor said...

Hey, this is my dream blog, not yours!

2:56 PM  
Blogger ratty said...

i've never blacked out. i must be doing something wrong...

12:17 PM  

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