I Like To Fly

airplane wing

I was reminded on this last trip that I like to fly.  Everyone has a purpose, a destination.  Some are coming, others are going, all ending up somewhere.  For me, it’s always been a place where I can breathe a sigh of relief.  All the craziness and hustle and bustle of getting ready is over.  No need to worry about what didn’t get done, because frankly, there’s nothing you can do about it now. 

And as that plane takes off, there’s nothing better than letting that soothing lull take you off to dreamland.  And those 1, 2, 3, or 17 hours in the air, well, it’s like forced stillness (sometimes I need that).  No busyness, just reading, knitting, or whatever else you like to do to pass the time.  I’ve done and will continue to do a lot of flying, so it’s a good thing that I like flying.

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