No matter how much I fly, I never get tired of the view. Light, fluffy cotton-candy clouds, with vast barren landscapes peeking through as the plane cuts across the sky.
Like many air travelers with long legs, I don’t generally choose the window seat. It doesn’t have enough leg room, and it’s a pain to ask two people to get up to let you out.
But if I’m in first class with Mr. Jones sitting in the aisle seat next to me (he always gets up without an eye roll), staring out the window at the clouds gives me an incomparable feeling of peace.
An ethereal experience.
Of feeling close to heaven.
Terrific for dreaming big dreams.
Brainstorming big ideas.
Creating new thoughts.
And, reflecting on what’s right in my world.
Do you like the view out the window when you fly?
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