something about planes. i always feel at home on them. looking down on so many lives all at once. it makes all of my concerns and issues seem so much smaller. standing alone leads to a small life. whereas standing with others, whether they are family, friends, a lover or even your pet, allows us to do amazing things. like fly thousands of feet in the air to unknown lands. i’m on my way to mexico to meet my long lost, salty friend: the ocean. water represents so much to me. it is life: the known and unknown. it is ever flowing. it has seen more than anyone. it knows of hidden islands and has the answers to many mysteries. a day floating in the water replenishes my soul.