The life of a pilot.
This morning I awoke in a cold sweat from a nightmare that would not leave me. In seconds the moment is clear and the visions were not a nightmare at all. They were memories of a former life stuck beneath fluorescent lights, trapped inside of a cubicle, monotonously repeating the same tasks over and over again. mSeconds later reality hits me, the sun strafes across the floor as I gaze at the sky. This is my new home, where every day I am free and the view from my office to the office of my peers is through the gaps in a cloud. There is no feeling like looking down at the world from my seat watching the dynamic landscape change beneath me. The view is never the same, and it never gets old. It only takes one flight, and in one moment you become an aviator. Your life is changed forever and there is no returning to an office. One of my greatest regrets in life is not having become a pilot sooner. This is how life should be lived and my sky is limitless.