Aerophobia, fear of flying. It happened every time to me even though it had been nine times I've flown. I dunno how to describe this but every time i step inside the plane it just remind me of death, whoa. Even that I realized death for me is already written and its not necessarily that i will die flying. When the plane start lifting from the ground i felt like all the juice from my knee been sucked out leaving my knee cap exhausted. All my past life flashes before my eyes, it had never been easy, i hated it, I just be brave.
The good thing is, flying take me near to godliness, i felt sorry for my wrong doing all those wasted years while life is so short, borrowed to me. Owh how merciful god is to give me all the chances while me, i, been ungrateful, wasted all those times, precious yet I didn't realize, no i do but i do not care, carried away by this worldly matters, absent minded. How stupid I'm. O The Almerciful i'm so grateful that u give me this experience so that i'll always return to u.
Its a divine symptom.