twelve hours

a one and a half hour flight

took twelve total to reach it’s destination

storms in dallas

we flew for three hours before stopping in shreveport

and as we sat stopped

i entertained the angry passengers

telling jokes and stories

keeping them laughing

even as my world fell down around me

ever the ignoble fool

rachael sat next to me

we laughed and joked

fred trying to get home to san antonio

thirty people united in distress as we all desperately needed to reach home

laughing uproariously at the mad fool

i’ve never been on a flight like that

when they announced we were going to continue on

everyone continued talking and joking

trying to rile me up and keep me going

normally flights are spent staring at screens or listening to music

even the stewardesses joined in

passing out free liquor and dancing with me in the aisle

it may have been hell

but it was our hell

and as we waited for an two hours for our bags we kept it up

no longer disparate strangers

but friends

i even got a couple of their numbers and invited to hang out

rachael wants me to go to her sorority and meet the girls and party

it was the most wonderful horrific event and i’m glad to have gotten to be a part of it

so when you see the illiterate fool with a frown

know it isn’t always that way

sometimes he turns on the atrophied parts of his weak mind

and puts on the greatest show on earth

even when all he wants is to be home alone and hiding from the world that does it’s best to destroy him

which is all the time

and he sits back and takes it

because every now and then there is a singular moment in time that makes it all worth while

not often

but occasionally