A High Dreamer: missing it

updating just about how I miss the airplane. I always dream of flying over countries as well as flying in planes. and that did come true when I was around 5 years old. We had to fetch my sisters from Malaysia. and I remember every single structures and design. Now that i've been on there for maybe 6 times now i miss it again. don't you just feel how peaceful it is inside the plane. mindless of how the airplane shakes and rattles all the time scares me though it never happens that our airplane crashes in the take-off or landing. except when we were in the sky flying the airplane made these noises that could make you rattle and me and Mama were praying so hard like it was the Day of Judgment. But, i'm thankful nothing happened to us. just peeking out the oval- shaped window of the plane makes me want to sleep dreamily. as if i was on the clouds.

It looked a little something like this when we were almost landing. inside i cant wait but imagine what my Malaysian relatives would most likely compliment about me. maybe they'd say I grew humongous (ly) out of the old Aiysha to the all grown up Aiysha. I'd had tears in my eyes as i was merrily imagining this. Hmm. after all. looking out windows doesn't scare me not to the fact that its height is incredibly eccentric. But, I get a hang of this which are images of Malaysia landing and stuffs you'll definitely see;