June 21, 2007
All day in motion, in the air. Watch the movie and for 10 minutes out of 3 hours forget there is a droning and rumbling and a world being pulled along underneath. The last leg of the flight the clouds rise up in a cliche wall of biblical illustrations, a cream cheese ad with a tornado trolling below. I look for the flashes of light that are supposed to play through the carpet but there are only more billows that beggar description. And the little plane banks slowly, waiting for a chance to pierce through to the land below.