holy mo fo. This rocked. TOTALLY. like a rock in rock paper scissors. You are a great writer. some of your sentances remind me of my own writing. LOVE your shorts. check out some of mine??
Excellent idea. I love the way you opened the story with: Everything is becoming too much. Life is compressing me into a tiny box void of much needed oxygen. It was said so perfectly in my opinion and I could relate to it in many ways.
Though this is a simple line it was my favourite: Meticulously, I folded it. Carefully aligning the corners, this small piece of who I am became a paper airplane.
Huh...no spelling errors, -very- nice descriptions, and easily capable of pulling the reader in to feel the emotions you portray. And the layout is fitting, very fitting. The sun in the background, almost (dusk/dawn) with the paper airplane being thrown, a perfect climax moment caught in a picture, especially when partnered with your piece.
Extremely good work, my friend. The way you write has a certain elegance about it that lends me to believe you could go far with the written word, even if it remains these amazing short stories. Bravo!