Two weeks ago, I was in LA for my college roommate’s wedding. Being the frugal (ha ha) chap I am, I decided to purchase tickets on Southwest, leaving OAK to LAX on Saturday AM and returning Monday AM in time for work. I saw the sunrise both on the drive to OAK and to LAX.
It’s kinda depressing to be up THAT early to see the sun come up on your way to the airport…and on the 405 no less!
I saw the sunrise again this AM, this time flying over China on the great circle route to Hong Kong.
Strangely, I didn’t feel depressed. Instead, a feeling of liberation and optimism flowed over me, as if to say “good things are possible”.
Perhaps it’s freedom that I felt because I was traveling and unshackled from the chains that bind me to work and my desk.
In either case, I didn’t mind that I watched the sunrise today.