Leaving on a Jet Plane

I'm sitting here watching all these planes coming and going. I wish I were leaving on a jet plane today, leaving this place. Maybe it's my "fight or flight" mechanism kicking in. But I'm not boarding a plane. I'll be content to sit and watch others fly away. I'm not running away. I'll leave here and go home to the arms of the one who makes my heart rate soar and leaves me breathless and makes me wonder why I ever wanted to run away in the first place.