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Corporate Flight Attendant Life Updates: MIA (literally) and my life flying on private jets
I don’t know how to explain what has been happening in my career and life during the past year; let alone this past month. The ‘unbelievableness’ started with being thrown onto a private A320. That
Continue reading“The Angel in 22B:” The Life Changing Moments All Around Us
One thing that I can say from my experience as a flight attendant is that bad days do exist. Although most days are pretty awesome— just gallivanting around the globe— the bad days do come and when
Continue reading“What Do You Want?”
“What do you want?” I asked pointedly— the words digitally etched into existence. The text message had a haunting feel to it, as if the question should have been directed at me instead of
Continue readingPlanes & Poetry
By J. Wilson Smeared lipstick & spray tan on bedsheets. Secrets kept in hotel rooms in the cobwebbed cities we fly into. But you’re an LA & I’m more of a Denver A Pinterest to
Continue readingI Love You, But I’m Leaving…
“Ahhhh man,” he said as he leaned in to kiss me. “I wish you weren’t leaving tonight.” I smiled as I stared back into the bright sparkle of his crystal blue eyes. I genuinely
Continue readingLife Of Bye
Some people feel trapped in their desk jobs. I know—not so much from personal experience—but because they have told me. These people who must stay crave
Continue readingSo Lonely Lately
Flight Attendant Life is an intensely social existence interrupted by periods of intense isolation.
Continue readingAdventure Awaits: A letter to the traveler who had to come back home
I wrote this as an answer to a reader's question once, and since I have been suffering from writer's block and missing Israel and adventures with Celessa a lot right now, I thought I would post this. Adventure
Continue readingOn Wanting…
I started this essay as content for my book. It turned into something that needed to be published here. So, here it is. -Kara On Wanting Sick. I feel it again. I don’t know if it is the antibiotic
Continue readingNo Matter Where. No Matter When.
I stare, lost by the sight of the deep navy water as it moves and churnes. Maybe we are the same, the ocean and I; me always moving, always churning. I think I tried to make it stop once; the movement.
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