of all the different methods of travel, boats ‘feel’ the most safe but people can go missing and sometimes no one notices for days and also they take the longest time to arrive at their destination.. sinking is not something i worry about for the most part.
flying on a plane is the most trapped you can be, even more so than when you’re on the train. if someone ‘loses it’ there is no way to separate yourself from them and everyone is on edge or on klonopin so i doubt that any of my fellow passengers would be helpful in the event of an emergency.
the first time i visited new york i was terrified of the train and being enclosed underground with strangers. i insisted on taking cabs everywhere because i ‘had a bad feeling’. after my trip i saw on the news that a man brought a chainsaw onto the subway and slashed up random passengers. he didn’t have a reason, really-his victims were just in the wrong place at the wrong time. usually it feels satisfying to be ‘right’ but this particular time it didn’t.
on my most recent trip to new york i used a car service during rush hour and the traffic felt like it went on forever and i didn’t know whether i should attempt to make conversation with the driver or just leave him alone. i thought about all the things he would rather be doing than driving a stranger to the airport and i wondered did he hate me (yes). then i had a panic attack and didn’t speak for the rest of the trip.
if you decide to walk getting mugged is an obvious concern but also a piano could fall from a second story window and crush you to bits. (if you are in a cartoon substitute an anvil for a piano).
being crushed by a piano is how i would prefer to die, i think.
