sholing

So this plane came around today and swooped me up. I went flying all the way to the pacific ocean where then the plane released me and i went plummeting towards the salty ocean. As i fell towards the water that would hit me like a ton of bricks, i felt at ease with dying. "it must be time" i said to myself. and who else has had such a dramatic exit. As i prepared my body for the shock it was about to endure, all of a sudden this gigantic, flying, fortune telling, talking turtle grabbed me by his scaly paw and whisked me away, back to Ohio, the safety zone. This gentle, all knowing, giant of the sea and sky, tucked me away in his shell for the journey home. He told me his secrets and i suppose i told him mine. Don't know why, it just felt so intimate coddled within his hard shell. We shared details that know one else knows, yet we didn't mention our names. Seemed mute at the time. He returned me safely, unscathed by the rocky ride and weather. I, only suffering wind burn that has left my cheeks pink, can't stop thinking of my nameless savior. Before he left me "there's more" he said. I was waiting for more when he ducked his head into himself and took off. He left me there to ponder, to appreciate. There is more i thought. And i watched the clouds descend over the sky. I'm so happy the plane didn't take me today.