High

There were several things on my mind as my plane took off. It was an important moment. The stewardess served water and peanuts. The girl sitting next to me took her shoes off. Somebody burped. I put my headphones on. Zeppelin, as usual.

One of the many thoughts on my mind was about transitions. I was looking at the orange and blue of the sunset. But then my plane had to take off. I was closer to the sun, but farther from the sunset. Goodbye, I am thousands of feet higher.

Then my mind was blown away. The sun had set already. I was flying east. Looking out and down from my window, I saw all the light that is there in the world. It wasn’t enough. I could only see vague outlines of attempts that people make to be able to function together. I saw millions of tiny sources of illumination for people to be able to see just not enough. Because I couldn’t see enough. From so high up, I didn’t see enough.

So, there were things on my mind. The girl next to me said she was visiting home after long, first time after getting married. I asked her how being married was. She said one should try it once, “definitely”. I said, “I’ll try your continental meal”, to the stewardess. “There is no dairy in it right?” Following the affirmation I chewed through the dairy-free fish filet. Ha.  But that isn’t as vegan as I got. The dark chocolate mousse cake had to go – to the girl next to me. I always take the cherry on top of the cake. So I took the cherry on top, as usual.