In the air with 200 others it is infinitely hard to survey the millions of people below. People with their own thoughts and dreams, people with their faces upturned to watch a plane taking people away...people jealous of travelers, people not even caring about a plane in a sky.
It is often when not on the ground that the grandiose world is revealed, when you can see the arc of the horizon and the colors that get smeared across the day. You gather in the full aperture of the earth and it can be humbling...making one feel exceptionally small and disconnected.
Likewise the long miles of distance can be overwhelming and disconcerting...acres spooling and inserting themselves...the earth becomes an obstacle.
But at the same time the vast space can push my mind towards you...perhaps if I looked hard enough in the distance I might catch a glimpse. I might see a light. I might see a hand. The clear air limits what I can see, and therefore limits what I induce my mind to be distracted by. I see the vast beauty, the gorgeous colors, the earth, the air, the wind and mountains. I wish I could share this view with you...I wish I could be alongside.
In my mind though you are already there.
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