sometimes i have to find the patience not to just kick someone out of plane that’s going down………….it may not be on fire, but it’s been outta gas for miles and it’s drifting down, down, down toward the ocean. it’s their decision to jump, no matter how hard i wanna push them, so i gotta be patient.
and i think sometimes patience has to be had with me because i want to learn to fly the plane just by flapping my arms, i wanna try to make gasoline out of the in-flight pretzels, then put parachutes on everyone and their carry on bags and teach everyone how to make a colorful bracelet woven out of strips torn from the barf bags and in-flight magazine AND then i still wanna shove the hesitant out the door while there’s still land in sight—jump before we get to the ocean cuz ya know i lack in swimming skills…sooooooooooo……. yes, have patience with me, too, because my intentions are good, they really are.