Last Christmas I received a perfect gift.
It was a simple gift, but thoughtful nonetheless. After the many years on the ground, I took off again, albeit virtually.
The view from the cockpit, the many dials and buttons, the many checks and procedures, the way the control stick feels in my hands, the feedback from the machine - memories flooded back into my mind.
It reminded me of my plan to soar; the after-chat with the staff an invaluable lesson.
I have to go. I must. My place is not among the grounded mortals, but with winged angels through the clouds.
Thank you.
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