Saturday, December 28, 2013

Upside Down

On my way to Hawaii, I get a window seat. For over 5 hours I mostly stare out the window while we fly over the Pacific Ocean. There's something strange and surreal to be hurtling through the air at 500 miles per hour and the landscape never changes. The ocean is a constant, neverending blue.

Hour after hour, I gaze out at the clouds, sky, ocean. Suddenly, my vision seems to flip upside down. I seem not so much to be staring down at the ocean but up at the sky.

If we're willing to look at something or someone long enough, maybe we'll be surprised by how our world flips upside down.

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