in the span

the phrase “if i could only go back” has been thrown many times.

my question: well, how long? ten years? five years? 

how about a month, just one gregorian month. 

in the span of this month the world i’ve come to know during these past 8 years has been rocked 

and although my faith remains unmoved, alot of silt has been dredged from beneath me;

unproductive topsoil blown away. maybe its a good thing.

if someone took me back to april 1st, 2016 and sat me across a cloaked stranger revealing the things i now know id shout bullshit; BULLSHIT! 

now if that person revealed himself to be my future self then that’d be insane. 

there’d be so many questions but i (future self) really wouldn’t be able to say much;

the only advantage id have would be a month’s worth of insight. 

then things would get awkward, primarily because wow time travel and you know…

but soon afterwards my awe would turn into shock as the life i’d come to love and know would soon be gone.

it was 4am when the first shots rang. the words all sounded hollow as i read the email in the darkness

a few weeks ago alaska airlines bought virgin america; none of us saw this coming but there it was all over the news and social media.

this merger between alaska and virgin wasn’t just business, it was people’s lives. 

as much as our CEO david cush tried to justify it, it was just too good of a deal to pass up and just like that we were sold like a cheap trick.

its been a strange and bizarre past few weeks. so many changes that are coming our way 

and it really hasn’t sunk in yet. the words don’t come out easy but it feels like i’ve been given up, abandoned, orphaned. 

i was really hoping that virgin would be the first and only airline that id work for but it doesn’t seem like that is going to happen. but change, thats life.