Unpredictable;

"Calling all remaining passengers for flight number 3433 this is the final boarding call. I repeat final boarding call for Flight 3433. The gates will be closing in five minutes."

I inhale a huge breath of air and slowly let it out, trying to calm my nerves to make sure that I'm thinking straight to the best of my ability. I've heard them call my seat row a few times already but I just sat here waiting for something though I dont know what exactly. I've asked myself a few dozen times if I'm sure with what I'm gonna do and the only answer I got is a half-hearted 'yes'. But as for now, leaving my wrecked life for a guy doesn't seem like a bad idea. I believe I've reached the point in my life wherein no family nor friends will be mourning my disappearance.

I sling my backpack on my shoulders and dragged my suitcase to the counter. I give the tall, pretty lady my boarding ticket and passport. She scans them and gives it back to me with a huge smile

"Enjoy your flight."

"Thanks," I say as I put my passport back in my backpack and boarded the plane.

I can't help but feel sympathized for having a window seat for my eight-hour anxiety-filled flight. I put my earphones in and looked outside as the men in bright-coloured vests do their last checks on the aircraft.

What the hell am I doing

Inspired by true story.