Okay, so my latest flight didn't start out too well. My flight out of Richmond was delayed 90 minutes and since my layover was only 30 minutes, I had to rebook through another airport. I ended up adding 4 hours to my original plans but, as always, it was worth it.
My favorite thing about flying is the perspective it gives me. I have a tendency to be a little intense and to worry about the future too much. I am an incessant planner and I am constantly playing out all the possibilities for the future in my mind.
As you may have guessed, it can be exhausting and not very productive.
Flying frees me from that.
At 36,000 feet above the ground I am reminded just how small a part of the world I am and how insignificant my "problems" are. Locked in a tin tube with 200 strangers, there is no economy, no news, nothing to worry about at all. I have time to count my blessings rather than map out solutions to problems that don't exist.
It's a great time to relax, listen to a good book or some soothing music and reassess my priorities.
If the world is worrying you right now, may I suggest booking a flight to someplace fun, even if just for the time you get to spend in the air. It could be the best gift you give yourself this year.