whenever i fly, i always make a note to look into the sky while driving to the airport to see if there are a few clouds looming
over. my hope is that there are always a few because i know it means i'll get to escape into a different land once a few
thousand feet above my normal habitat. it is hard to be in a place that seems different from your world. that doesn't
have some element to remind you that it is indeed the same place. but above the clouds is one of those few places. take
off bounding across the airy stepping stones toward the most beautiful thing your eyes can hold, but oh, there's life again.
water or coffee, miss?