Flying

I was commenting to a friend earlier today how I would be in an airplane, joining the other people up in the sky at that time… one of the few people not touching the ground.  Like we’re in an exclusive club for that short period in the air.  It seems like a marvel, something to be celebrated and talked about with fellow passengers.

I guess we’re all used to it though, and we stay strangers even while seated next to each other for 14 hours.

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