Spikdi
B10:44
B10:44
I watch the clouds float below the plane.
I watch the clouds float below the plane.
They look like soft hills made of cotton.
They look like soft hills made of cotton.
My work emails wait in a little box.
My work emails wait in a little box.
But up here, they seem far away.
But up here, they seem far away.
The plane hums a low, steady song.
The plane hums a low, steady song.
I check the tiny map on the screen.
I check the tiny map on the screen.
We are over the sea now, I think.
We are over the sea now, I think.
This time belongs to me, not my boss.
This time belongs to me, not my boss.
I let my shoulders drop a little.
I let my shoulders drop a little.
Tomorrow is another busy city.
Tomorrow is another busy city.
But tonight, the sky is my office.
But tonight, the sky is my office.
I rest my head against the window glass.
I rest my head against the window glass.
Window Seat Thoughts
by @noah_study