(Photo: Tumblr airviation)

September 15, 2019

If you show me an airplane, I turn into a little boy pointing at fame.

The desire to fly I won’t explain.

But a niche for travel — amwriting insane.

To everyone who’ll assist me into a plane.

From a gate at PDX, but I must write to relieve stress.

I thought I was the best.

Then life sent me a reality check.

One I’d cash in on a Sunday.

Dance for 28L and dream off that runway.

Soon an evening to turn into my first funday.

Writing sucks but I wish people well onto their Mondays.

Maybe a mood, meeting, but work to be done after the weekend groove.

Who last inspired you?

For me an airplane I trust flew.

Falling into flight — don’t trip Budd, things will be alright…

The key during connections is patience.

Layovers between my writings are the best trips.

You’re bold to self-publish it.

But humble to still dream in coach where we sit.

Soon we’ll take off again.

Treat the writing as we sat middle seat with it.

Wheels downs — we’ll promote in between and cry over it.

Have a great week, readers, this was my airplane visual ‘trip’.

-Budd

Born and raised in Portland, Oregon, Budd writes to encourage readers to explore the depths of their inner ocean, an unexplored self, because it's fun once you get through the emotional part... “The world around us is our vehicle, what you'll read is how I digest it.” -Budd

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