I woke up with a start. My ears were ringing and my stomach felt queasy. I think the turbulence was getting to me. I looked around and everyone around me was fast asleep. How long had I been sleeping? I looked at the screen in front of me and apparently there was still another six hours to go. I sighed and further reclined my seat. I was too tired to stretch and get out of my seat, but I was unable to get back to sleep with my stomach in its current state.
I slowly moved the window shade up and gazed into the sky. The sunset looked too surreal to be anything but an illusion. It was like looking into a sea of cotton candy. The pink, purple and blue entwined and blended into each other and the sight was extraordinary. Even though I had been on planes a countless number of times, every single time I looked out the window, the feeling would always be the same. I would be amazed by everything I saw, no matter how big or small.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" An elderly woman suddenly chimed in from the seat behind me. "Never gets old. It's somewhat comforting to know that there are things much bigger and older than you all over the world, and that they're still standing strong. It gives you a bit of hope before your last day on the earth." I nodded and observed how she was looking at the sky. Her face looked so serene, so calm. Her words played over and over again in my head and I understood what she meant, but it then struck me that anything could happen to anyone, no matter who, where or what they were. If I wanted to do something with my life, it was time to take action right now and there was no telling what would happen next.