Driving to the airport with my sister, we talked of future plans, things we can do with combined resources. Sometimes, I'm amazed at how just the initiation of travel can remove me from myself and bring perspective.
I have an idea for a new endeavor, something I haven't had in a good while. I'm intrigued and renewed with just the mere possibility.
The "Fasten Seatbelt" sign is on, and we are descending into a lighted city, darkened by clouds that can't quite obscure the electric colors of a reluctant surrendering sun.
In my mind I am that sun, leaving the day with a celebration of radiance and a promise to return again.