“To see things thousands of miles away, things hidden behind walls and within rooms, things dangerous to come to, to draw closer, to see and be amazed.”
Usually flights are just a great excuse for me to sleep. Every now and then I give in to the pull of the in flight entertainment, and tonight it was “The Secret Life of Walter Mitty”. Not long after I moved here did Ben Stiller start filming just around the corner from my humble abode and I couldn’t for the life of me figure out why there was a dump truck in this movie. But the scene they were shooting was the one where the characters fall into a garbage truck after falling out of the sky. I only realised because of the sign on the side of the truck. Watching Walter zone out, it reminded me a little of myself. Sometimes I feel like I’m not present in my current life because I’m off imagining myself living a more fulfilling life elsewhere. But in the moments where I feel like I am alive, those are the moments where I don’t zone out. And it makes me long for that life even more. To live the kind of grand adventure where I climb the Himalayas or jump out of a plane.
Previously, every time I flew back to NYC and crossed that bridge and saw that skyline I would get a little tingle thinking about that city. But this time I felt like it didn’t need to be home anymore.