Standing at the transit station today, I watched an airplane take off from the airport, soaring up and up into the sky. I dreamed to be on it. I have no idea where it was going, but I didn’t care. I just wanted to be flying somewhere, anywhere, far away. Just a little bit earlier, I sat on the MAX as it pulled into a stop and thought, I wish I were in a different city, a new city. The plane was so inviting. And then I turned around and saw my bus coming, which would simply take me into the next town. It was such a let down.
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