Image by Karen Greenwood
Take-off. My stomach sinks. I leave the everyday world; it shrinks away below then vanishes under a froth of cloud. I am aloft, suspended.
My feet are not anchored to earth. I am weightless. I am a tiny speck in the vastness, separate, yet connected to the never-ending circle of life. Energy races through my veins, white hot. I am enlivened. I can soar, defy gravity, crash through atmosphere and conquer the void beyond.
I met him in the departure lounge. We talked for two hours. We exchanged phone numbers. He touched my hand, my face. I’m in love.
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Just in case that’s not enough emotion for you, here’s a little more.
This is another 100 word story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. You can read all the stories here.
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Oh, love! You captured the magic here in your story, Margaret. What an original take. You always have such great ideas.
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What a lovely first comment to receive! Thank you Amy. I took ages this week to feel happy with this one, hence the late posting.
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Oh, I know that feeling and the late postings, too. It was worth the wait!
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A lovely, uplifting little tale of hope and optimism. Well done, Margaret.
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Thank you so much, Sandra. I’m quite proud of myself for keeping my tone upbeat in recent posts.
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Very nice! After reading the last paragraph I read it all again in a new light 🙂
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Thank you, Ali. That’s just what I hoped would happen.
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Dear Margaret,
Sweet tale of love at first sight. Hope all goes well for them.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Who knows what will happen once the first buzz wears off and she has her feet on the ground again. Thank you for your nice comment, Rochelle.
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Beautiful. The emotion, the rush of new love is so well described. I hope for them it lasts even after the landing. 🙂
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That would be a nice result for them. It is possible for such affairs to mellow into lifelong relationships. I’m glad you liked my story.
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Such a beautifully poignant story, that captures perfectly the euphoria of new love! Nice job, Margaret!
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Euphoria is the right word. I’m happy that you feel I’ve captured it. Thank you for your encouraging feedback, Dawn.
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OK. So she’s a little over the top…. I’ve been there albeit many years ago.
Randy
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Oh yes – she’s way over the top, and I’m so happy you noticed my title. I’m glad you’ve been there, Randy, even if it was long ago. There are lots of us in the same boat / plane, I’m sure.
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Beautifully done. You captured first love splendidly here. Kudos.
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It’s a crazy feeling, but nice to remember. Thank you for your lovely comment, Alicia.
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Wow. It’s like time suspended, and then straight into being in love. Lovely romance with which to kick off the year.
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Beautiful words for a beautiful clip. Thanks for reminding me of love and that departure lounge. Was there once. 🙂
Lily
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What a great twist at the end, Margaret. I was seeing you in a plane, then you were in a lounge. Just great. Well done. Love can feel like that. 🙂 — Suzanne
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Thank you, Suzanne. Yes -new love can feel like that – out of control. It’s a mercifully short-lived phase of a relationship. But still wonderful.
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