10-minute poster exercise Outside a plane window

i always need the window seat, just to watch the world unfold below. the quiet lives happening all at once: someone laughing, a barista firing up the espresso machine, a couple curled up in front of the tv, someone rushing to work, a group gliding down a snowy hill. when i’m flying somewhere new, it’s this part, this in-between moment, that feels the most fleeting, the most sacred. it reminds me that life is happening everywhere, all at once. and somehow, that feels so special.