My flight took off a few days after I quit my job.
I’d been landlocked for most of my life, but days after I met my last deadline I boarded a plane and took to the sky.
I landed in Rapid City, South Dakota, after stops in Atlanta and the twin cities.
It was great to just go, and it was a great trip, but I don’t want to talk about the trip.
I want to talk about the flight, and the views you see when you soar above the clouds.
Between seat-back episodes of “The Big Bang Theory,” and my Biscoff cookie crams, I had the good sense to look out of the window.
It’s hard to put a birds-eye view into words so for the rest of this post, here’s a gallery of pictures from planes.
This post is a response to Sue’s prompt, which is “soar.”