It made me feel a sense of melancholy for the ability to make plans to go, really anywhere, especially by air. I sighed a little as I thought of who could be on board and imagining sitting in the airplane seat, looking out the window; a journey in a state of transition, just beginning or ending. It reminded me of times I’ve sat there looking out an airplane window, thinking in my own world, watching the world come into view, trying to make sense of our approach path and enjoying that bit of magical unknown.