Flying

Flying
It gives perspective unlike anything else, if you think about it. You feel yourself as the same size, this tall, this weight, this appearance. You're the same. But you're so high up that everything suddenly seems.. Smaller. And it's not that it is. We can look at it from a logistic standpoint, that just because something appears to be smaller that doesn't mean that it necessarily is, or we can look at it from a scientific standpoint, which is simply the law of conservation of matter, but either way those people, cars, buildings, lights. They're all the same as they were before you took off, they only appear smaller, and frankly quite a bit less significant. Because everything blurs together, all those separate objects become one picture that you see from up above. And maybe that's how life is. Obviously not in all cases, because nothing, no matter what it is, will work for all cases. But think about it. Imagine yourself as the plane, your problems as the world. Because that's how it is, isn't it? Yes, you live through your problems eventually, or die through them. But you do live them, just like you live your life. It is because you have no other choice. And you've got all these huge problems buzzing around in your head, in your world.
•"Where do I go to college?"
•"How will I get a job?"
•"I failed this test, what will I do?"
•"My friends are endangering themselves and I can't help."
•"I'm stressed out and nothing seems to be helping."
Like the cars that whiz by, or the buildings that stand tall, or the lights that shine up through the night sky, your problems are your  world. But if you take yourself up, manage to elevate yourself, all of them will blur together and you might just end up with some beauty. You'll see they're all solvable, whatever they are, and that everything will work out. You'll find a solution in that beautiful picture that they have strewn, and that picture is you. Some people may say problems, conflict, change a person, build character. But I think that's false. I think that what truly makes a person into a person is how they deal with that conflict, how they manage to turn those pressurizing buildings and blinding lights into an urban beauty. And it's okay if it takes you a while to fly up to that point, that's how it is for everyone. People move at different speeds, and it's very possible that the larger your problems the harder it will be to fly, to get that first inch off the ground. And it may take you a few tries, a few times to drive down the runway before you finally manage to lift off but it will happen, and you'll see that you can overcome everything you've faced, and you'll get through it and life will get better, and you will become the beauty that you were meant to be, the beauty that you always were but just couldn't see. Now, I know many of you will disagree with me but that's okay. Those are just my thoughts, spewed out as I'm flying from Massachusetts to California for vacation and feeling just a little bit too lonely, and finding comfort in the lights down below. And, I guess that's the end of my little spew of informal writing, which doesn't happen all that often. I hope you enjoyed it.

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