The Most Relaxed Moment in the Airport

It started with an inhale 
Behind a pale blue sheet 
Tied to a stubbled face 
And a couple of eyes 
Pointing just above the horizon 
And barely below the ceiling 
And it reminds me 
Of travel, for the first time 
When I was surrounded by nervousness 
And succumbed to mellowness 
As a proximate consequence 
So surround me, nervous 
I'll be looking up 
Melting into my shoes 
Breathing