this morning #431.

this morning, containing his excitement called for calming the coming waves. with his night flight still a half day away, back & forth he paced, wearing out the carpet in an attempt to walk off the anticipation of a long-delayed vacation. it wasn't as if his state of mind was out of line. in the time that had passed since he’d last been on a plane, so many aspects of life had changed. for one, he couldn’t even remember what it felt like to touch down in a new city where the streets were foreign & the people even more so. energy from the unknown had always fueled him and, at the moment, his levels of that were low. they’d shoot back up soon enough. all he had to do was practice patience.