It’s hard to remember how small I am, and everything else around me is, until I get in an airplane.
Suddenly, politics in Washington, technology in Silicon Valley, drama in Raleigh or Los Angeles or Melbourne, FL seems inconsequential and trite. Not that people aren’t worth thinking about, just that my own priorities fall slightly below “not important in the least.”
It’s good to get some real perspective back every once in a while.
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