I had an epiphany in row 31 yesterday as I winged my way west on a Super Saver Fare.
No one can reach you in airplane mode.
That meant, for the duration of my flight, my only responsibility was to put my seat back and tray table in its upright and locked position when we prepared to land.
This, for me, is the beauty of flight.
Suspension.
A few hours away from the chaos of life.
A breather, if you will.
No emails, no text messages, no phone calls.
Just you, a good book and, eventually, an airplane cookie to nibble at will.
I wouldn’t want to live this way. In fact, I sleep with my cellphone right next to my bed. It’s the last thing I check before I nod off, and the first thing I look at when I open my eyes. Normally, I like to be available at all times.
But, it felt pretty good to hand off the responsibility baton for a while, to buckle up and let someone else steer.
That, the cookies and the incredible scenery are why I love to fly.
How about you?
