She’s here.

Awake since.. Well, let’s just say I probably need to catch up some sleep at some point, next year perhaps. Drifting and waking, as seems so normal these days, I keep checking the time and trying to work out where she is. I’ve switched from checking departures to arrivals and then happened across “flightstats” which shows real time information and allows me to see exactly where she is, how fast she’s going, what altitude she is at and.. most importantly, what time she’ll land. This is fantastic, additictive, terrible for sleep. I drift, listening to an audio book with my phone held to my chest, each time I drift awake I check and she’s closer but still agonizingly far away, there is a lot of water on this planet!

I feel like I need to do something, so I try to write, send a message for her to read when she lands but, nothing does it justice. Putting myself in her beautiful place, no doubt weary, jet lagged, uncomfortable, in the wrong time zone and wonder what she might want to see when she lands. I think of what I’d do if I were there to meet here and at just before 4AM, I have an idea. I slip downstairs naked and find a pen and paper, I set about my task, grinning, stepping back to admire my handiwork, I think of her smiling.

After that moving vision, it took a little while to compose myself but eventually I continued with the next part. Setting the camera angle up took a while and I toyed with showing enough of me so she’d know I was naked and thinking of her (bad man) but figured that would spoil the intention and a hint was quite enough to activate her own imagination. So there I stood, naked in my kitchen holding a sign (which I’m rather proud of) as if I were there at the arrivals gate. It only took two attempts before I got a pic I was pleased with (in my 4AM slumber face). Posted it to her and went back to bed to lay and drift some more, content that I’d got as close as I possibly could to welcoming her in the way I wanted.

I finally got up after 6AM, her plane now very close to my airspace and I couldn’t even drift any more. I pottered and paced, making useless lists and checking the flight status now and again. At 7:12 I checked and it was as if the pilot had diverted to do a fly past. I KID YOU NOT, I took a picture of the screen as I knew no-one would believe me basically, no sooner had the plane arrived in my county, it took a right turned and had headed my way before continuin on to it’s destination. I went out the back door and to the very top of the terrace, barefoot scnning the lightly clouded skys for a contrail. I can;t be sure but I swear to the almight universe herself, I saw your plane in the distance. Not a lot of air traffic about and the direction of travel and position in the sky seemed right. I really can’t be sure but it seemed like a pretty unlikely coincidence. Just about to go back inside, that moment, that happening just did something to me, a dizzying, surreal, world changing sensation. Like awakening from a dream so real, you weren’t sure if you had fallen asleep again. I stood unable to move as my consciousness managed to play out the sheer dizzying scale of distance, perspectives, coincidence, universal alignment.

This is what my brain did..

A man stands, barefoot in his garden, staring up across the sky, god knows how many miles away, there is a dot in the sky, with a white plume of condensation behind it, zooming in like something from a film, the plane takes shape and I can see the windows, through the window in to the cabin, I see her face, clearly, sharp in focus, weary but peaceful, beautiful as ever, and then perspective sweeps again and I am out, above the plane high in the sky looking back at the world as I see the enormity of the 6000 mile journey, the scale of the planet. The plane, the window her face, the man, barefoot.

Words cannot express how visceral, real, surreal and moving that, that, whatever the fuck that was. I stood unable to move for a moment, afraid I’d fall, although who knows where, perhaps up? Which way is up again? I’ve got shivers down my back just explaining it again. Fuck. This will take a while to process..

She’s here.

Welcome my world (universe) changing, incredible, beautiful, jet-lagged, unbelievably sexy, crazy girl. I hope you get to your hotel soon and get some rest, something tells me you are going to need it 🙂

Universe, what the fuck? Seriously? That felt like a fucking vision, full on higher power just showed me something that my tiny mind could not have imagined or conceived on it’s own. Thank you, I think?! My mind is going to take a while to recover from that one. Regardless, thank you for getting her to the right time-zone, please help her sleep.