I don’t like to fly. I love to travel but flying is not my favorite for many reasons, mostly my lack of being able to control the airplane. However, there’s one thing I do love about flying. I love to look at the clouds, those big fluffy, white, cumulous, cotton-ball clouds, pure and clean, soft and so inviting. If you fly on a clear day you can see the roads and the fields and the cars like tiny black bugs crawling all over the ground. I always get a window seat when I fly. Always. Because I love to look out the window, far above the clouds where all the people and all my problems shrink to tiny specks. I get a new perspective every time I’m in the air. All the problems of this world and my life shrink to pinpricks.

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