Plus Letters to Good Times
A great human encouraged me to take flying lessons, so last weekend there I was, up in a small Cessna, flying at 3,000 feet above the bay. A fascinating experience. We forget sometimes how beautiful this area actually is when we’re walking and moving around on land. From the air, it truly does look like paradise. But the flying lessons also became somewhat of a mirror for real life, too—especially when you’re learning how to land that damn plane. I found it very metaphoric in an odd looking-for-significance way. The bottom line: It never hurts to see the bigger picture. Next up: Skydiving. Anybody up for it?