From my assigned seat, through an unacommodating oval snuggled half an inch from my armrest, a spider web of lights glows dimly in the darkness of the night sky. Each light, I think, representing one person in the grander bird’s eye view of the world, and lines of light connecting them. From so high up it feels like we’re all connected somehow, no matter how far apart our lights may shine. There is always a line of light connecting us to each other.
But soon my flight into the metaphysical will have ended and I’ll find Continue reading
