I had no control. No agency. I was a passenger for two weeks. My anxiety had nothing to grip on to. Plane turbulence can produce the same sense of lightness in me. I’m not in charge, there’s nothing I can do. So I sit back and enjoy witnessing the ride. Ditto my few stints in the hospital for various surgeries. I’m aware I can’t do anything to help the situation and that my filthy mitts can’t grasp at anything and so my anxiety goes on a little holiday.
