Plane in the Clouds

...I watched as her plane disappeared into the clouds returning her to China, knowing I’d never see her again. Strained longings attacked me as I sat in the airport recalling her last wave “good bye.”  No longer able to delay the floods of grief, I burst into a blizzard of tears as if I was on some strange drug. I no longer had the power or initiative to hold it back. I looked around for aid but caught only the toxic stares of strangers, and I found the continual exposure to their hazardous glares to be no relief. My eyes were burning. Shooting out of the chair I had collapsed into, I thought some exercise would help get me unstuck from the terror of my loss. I wanted only closure. I jumped on the Metro and travelled down the interstate, getting off down by the dock. I wandered into a restaurant to plot a new target for my life seeking a separation from my failures. A busty waitress was making her way to my table and I could see she was no threat, so I thought I’d say something smart to break the ice.
   “How’s the pork sandwich here?” I queried.
   “Fine, if you don’t mind the Ebola virus,” she drilled back at me like lightning, flashing an electric smile as a sort of warning.
   “Hmm, I haven’t had a good case of food poisoning in a while. A little contamination is good for the soul, besides it doesn’t look like any of your other customers are sick,” I said feeling more enriched.
   “These guys are all regulars, they’re resistant, that keeps the deaths to a minimum,” she flirted back at me.
   “Just give me a glass of milk... hold the salmonella,” I said feeling less emotionally stuck.  Our eyes finally met and a feeling of security rushed over me.
   “I get off in 10 minutes,” she said invitingly.
   I felt a tremor move up my spine. I noticed an erosion of my earlier emotional crash. She just might be able to help me bridge over into a spiritual recovery and aid in the prevention of any suicidal incidents in the future.  “That sounds great!” I said in hopeful response. I pulled out my wallet and glanced inside to make sure I still had a Trojan in there, just in case the evening turned from human to animal...

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