This morning I found myself at the campus library, studying intently at 8:30a. Perhaps an hour into the session, I hear a helicopter approaching and peer out the window to get a glimpse. I was surprised at how far away the helicopter actually was, considering the already booming volume of the propellers.
When I hear a helicopter or plane approaching, I automatically judge how far away it is from where I am. I'm not good with relating numbers to distance, so it's just a general guess like: "Oh, it should be right overhead in a few seconds". When aircrafts get closer and closer, and louder and louder, I can't help but think about it crashing into the house or building I am in and tearing everything apart.
My mind goes into panic mode and all I can think about is: "OMG, WHAT DO I DO??? THIS PLANE IS GOING TO CRASH INTO MY ROOM, EVERYTHING'S GOING TO EXPLODE AND I'M GOING TO DIE!!! I DON'T WANT TO DIE YET!!! WHAT DO I DO??? WHERE DO I GO???"
By the time I get through the panic mode, I realize I'm being ridiculous and the aircraft is not going to crash into the building and it is already getting farther away. I have no idea where this fear of aircrafts crashing into where ever I am came from, but I've been this way for a while. Now that Canada is at war (apparently), I am more aware of these approaching aircrafts and inclined to think about missiles and bombs and other destructive items of warfare.
Although I feel fearing these things at this point in time is unnecessary, it does to a point make my fear of aircraft crashes a little more rational...
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