Thursday, December 23, 2010

Sitting in a hospital room

Today reminds of early morning flight times, of sitting in a plane on the runway at the airport...

Clear, winter-morning sky an expanse through the window.
Tinny television volume, and thick white noise of the ventilation system muffling ambient sounds.
That peculiar insular feeling, solitary in my own little capsule of hope and excitement.

The expectancy of travel, forward movement, and new vistas hang heavy in the air.