Staying grounded for too long for me, is not good.
Sometimes, I need to fly. Above the ground more than 30,000 feet. Then you will understand what is perspective. I like the clouds beneath my feet. The sky, bluest of the blue, melt with the horizon. The lush green of the forest, dotted with buildings, and the river snakes around to reach the open sea. The sea, seems to be permanently marked by the ripples, and the ship frozen over the blue sea.
That is the way with life. Problems seems magnified when we look at it heads on. When we stand at a different perspective, sometimes the solutions seems to be the there in front of our eyes.
I just love flying.
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