“On the cross-pacific jetliner, to distract from the bumps of differing air pressures that send my stomach to floors i didn’t know existed, i watched the massive waves 30 thousand feet below. & those waves became a mantra… we are only waves. the ocean can collapse & explode in a salty froth all it wants, but we are only traveling through it as a medium. the cells that compose my body are COMPLETELY different than they were last year or any of the years before. Yet here I am, a candle of worry traveling several hundred miles an hour above the clouds.”