I’m not traveling at the moment, but I am waiting for other people’s flights to come in. As always, it’s a mix of boredom and anticipation. But at least there’s no red giants trying to grab airplanes at the moment. As far as I know.
What is it like to fly?
How do you walk into the sky?
Tell me please, because I
I want to walk into the sky.
I wonder about falling when I’m on a plane. It seems to me a stick-person wouldn’t fear falling at all, mainly because they’re far lighter. They could literally fall hundreds of feet without a care in the world. I really envy that ability. I’d splat like a ripe tomato.
Ever jumped off a roof? I know people who have tried it. They survived, but it sounds painful.
My point is, wearing a red cape is cool. I’d do it if I actually had a red cape. Just don’t try to stop bullets with it, unless they’re foam darts.
It must be hard to be a penguin. I mean, penguins can swim really well but they can’t fly. And they’re birds. Flying’s sort of what birds are all about. It’s all very tragic.