It was dusky dawn when I had boarded the airplane to Florida. I was extremely alarmed being more than one thousand feet above the ground. I had eaten something yellow it tasted like omelette but I never trusted plane food. The cold breeze swept across my face, I shivered. In my head I tried to think of something positive but all I could hear was mixed up songs. I could hear the violin shrieking in terror and the drums thundering loudly but by the time I woke up I felt a sudden shake. We had already landed or had we?