Do You Write Poetry?

Window seats are my personal favorite on planes. I have a place to rest my head. I’m not getting up for anyone else and I can sleep better.?

I sleep well on planes and am usually out by takeoff. I’ve been flying my entire life. At least 1 flight a year. I honestly can’t remember a year I didn’t fly. Maybe in high school…

As I’m writing, which I also enjoy doing and believe it’s my best medium to communicate, a guy asks if I’m writing poetry.

An odd question was my first thought. When in reality it’s not all that odd. I do write in a stanza format. It’s spaced out and seems like it could be poetry. Especially on a phone screen. And especially at first glance.

What’s more shocking is that is where his mind went. That it was poetry and that’s what people write. Not that they jot down their thoughts or write out different things.

I guess because it’s a Friday and these flights are more full of recreational travelers rather than business travel. Like this lady in front of me who’s been on her phone this whole flight texting. Mostly staring at text messages, then flicking across the app screen because of that moment's worth of boredom. No real intention to anything she is doing. An instant where the mind is not fulfilled. A moment of weakness leads to flicking across a screen aimlessly. That is the world we live in. Sad.

A world where writing, or reading a physical book, which I did for the other portion of this flight that I was awake. Not aimlessly scrolling or having to buy the $8 WiFi so I can check out other people's lives because I hate my own.

This is what the world has come to and that we’ve come so far that writing thoughts out is poetry…and I guess, he just might be right.