A Window to the World: Flying Memoirs

Everyone has one. That one, incredible, terrifying, undeniable morning. That morning when you wake with a snap and realize that you need something more. That morning when you realize that you want to see the world. And so you begin researching hotel ratings in Rome.

Everyone has one. That one, unimaginable, exhausting, hollow heartbreak. That first night you spend alone and in tears, because you realize that despite everything you did that keep it together, that perfect romance is gone. Melted away. And so you think about disappearing to Greece until the pain melts away too.

Everyone has one. That one, indescribable, completely impractical, incredible dream. That one dream that everyone tells you is just that. A dream. Something meant to turn to smoke and slip right past. But all the same, that one almost tangible dream is a dream that you have to chase. And so you decide to commit. And so you decide to hop a plane and fly after your dreams.

And so, one way or another, you find yourself taking your seat, strapping yourself and waiting for the "Prepare for Take off" that means the start of the rest of your life.