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There are places where time doesn't exist. An airport, waiting for… - Tina Marie's Ramblings
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skywhisperer

There are places where time doesn't exist.

An airport, waiting for a flight. There's only the time before your flight is called, and the time after. I can sit and read for 15 minutes or two hours, content in the knowledge that as long as it is Before, there's nothing else I should be doing.

To a lesser extent, there's the flight itself - it contains the takeoff, and the landing, and a gloriously empty space between them.

Those spaces can only be filled with self-indulgence. It's the one time I can bury myself entirely into a book, or just sit and daydream. For that period of time, I can do whatever I want without having a background thread running, worrying about what more-productive thing I should be doing. Because for that one slice of my life, there is nothing else I should be doing. I can simply be Still.

When I was younger, there were more of those times. Lazy Sunday mornings in bed with a newspaper, Saturday afternoons in a bookstore, the whole week after finals.

But aiports are the one constant place where I've always found that sense of timelessness. I always get off a plane with the feeling of relaxation that I imagine most women pay money for at a spa.

I've got to be the only person I know who often does enjoy the journey almost as much as the destination.

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scarybaldguy From: scarybaldguy Date: June 16th, 2009 04:23 am (UTC) (Link)
Which is why you're a pilot.

I had a re-intro flight the other day. CFI was 20 minutes late. In that time I'd signed out and preflighted the airplane and was just chillin' in the left seat, revelling in the feeling of being back in an airplane. Not doing anything, just smelling the smells of a busy GA airport and a 20-year-old Cherokee.

It was great, and for the rest of the day, nothing got on my nerves.
From: slipswithflaps Date: June 17th, 2009 11:33 pm (UTC) (Link)
That was amazingly poetic.
alioth1 From: alioth1 Date: June 20th, 2009 10:14 pm (UTC) (Link)
There are places where time seems to be greatly expanded. Mainly these places are over a cold body of water in a single engined aircraft...
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