Fear of Flying

I never really had a fear of flying when I was younger. This past March though, I flew to Vegas and I realized that as I get older, I get a lot more chickenshit about things.

Take off used to be the most exhilarating thing I could imagine. I used to love to stare down at the ground while flying into the air so fast and high. Until I flew to Vegas, wherein I did nothing but clutch the seats VERY TIGHTLY and almost started crying. I have no idea why I got so frightened.

It bothers me as well when I am 30,000 ft above the Earth's surface. I have to STOP myself from thinking about how humans aren't supposed to be that high up, and how if something were to happen in the air way the hell up in the heavens that we're pretty much fucked. We're all going to die.

I have no idea how to overcome it - the only thing I can suggest is bring something that you can be distracted with. Denial is a great medication. ^_^

Jam it back in, in the dark.