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at 43,000 feet it's easy to see the big picture Time moves different at 43,000 feet I feel older than I am I've left my friends behind I can't even see them up here At least I'm not alone it feels like I left nature behind I am so high there is nothing near me I am on my way to paradise I have to fight the urge to free fall plummeting down going back in time to where I was before I left falling is easier than flying but I've got to keep looking up. I'll never get to paradise if I look down 43,000 feet is a long way to fall. How would I pick myself up from a fall like that anyway? 43,000 feet I will be there soon
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Feb 4, 2014
Feb 4, 2014 at 12:15 PM UTC
43,000 Feet
at 43,000 feet it's easy to see the big picture Time moves different at 43,000 feet I feel older than I am I've left my friends behind I can't even see them up here At least I'm not alone it feels like I left nature behind I am so high there is nothing near me I am on my way to paradise I have to fight the urge to free fall plummeting down going back in time to where I was before I left falling is easier than flying but I've got to keep looking up. I'll never get to paradise if I look down 43,000 feet is a long way to fall. How would I pick myself up from a fall like that anyway? 43,000 feet I will be there soon
february 4th, 2014 original
daniel-farnam
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Feb 4, 2014
Feb 4, 2014 at 12:15 PM UTC
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