In the Air

I love flying. 

This is over Utah as Rachel and I head toward Los Angeles. Our plane was cold, but the view made up for our chilly feet. I continued to read The Raven Boys as we flew through the air, making the experience even more magical. Is it just me or does everyone feel like a protagonist in a movie whenever sitting at the window seat of an airplane? I think it's the little swell of heart paired with a fluttery stomach that does it. 

I want to fly during sunset. These mid-day views are beautiful, but I can't help but wonder how the sunset looks from the sky. Breathtaking I'm sure. I'm so jittery about this vacation. It'll definitely be an experience to remember. I hope things don't run smoothly. I hope we hit some rocks in the road. After all, good stories never come out of perfect days.