Go Ask Alice When She’s 10 Feet Tall.

I dreamt I was at 25,000 feet breathing calmly thinking of the grandeur of the view and how perspective changes everything all the while not exactly hurtling towards earth but floating as light as a feather in and out of slip streams trying not to get too high where the oxygen is thin of none (even if it already was), never worrying if I would crash because I wasn’t falling- I’d just land myself when I got close enough.

last modified Sep 27, 2003 at 13:15

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