Journal, Prose Camille Nathania Journal, Prose Camille Nathania

Flying.

I can be restless at home, but here, I find a strange comfort and a settling; a deep grounding in my bones despite the flurry of activity, of comings and goings, of hellos and goodbyes. I do some of my best writing, thinking and being at airport gates and on airplanes, several thousand feet above ground.

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