I finally went through the rest of the photos from my flight back after Christmas. They’re not great in terms of clarity or composition, but it’s an interesting perspective. I always enjoyed looking at planes & helicopters flying overhead when I was a kid (and still do) — just wondering where they were going, and if they could see me down on the ground. It’s funny, when you’re down on the ground, you’re concerned with the 10 feet or so immediately surrounding you – you’re not aware of the big picture – I’m rambling and not making sense. I sat on my bed today for the longest time and just looked out my window at planes flying overhead.

PIX OF THE DAY: Images from flight 2530
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last night i dreamt of flying
over hillsides in the snow
and i dove down through the clouds
into the valley there below
when the fields turned into parking lots
my freedom turned to dread
the ground rose up to greet me
and i jumped up out of bed
  “fear of falling” – the badlees