Flying at night ...

I am setting here thinking about writing something and getting it off of my chest, but I feel so silly to be even annoyed about it...

But I thought of what would be nice now, flying. Flying at night is amazing, only me and the sky. Dark sky with stars above me, and stars below me. It is so smooth, that I forget I am in the air. It's so nice, that a 35 yrs old plane feels like it's actually trimmed.

I aint a good writer. Four years ago, I might have been able to write some masterpiece of literature describing flying at night. I can't say much now, tho ...

Wait ... I can say this ... If there is a peaceful moment in which I would forget all the bad things I have done, all the bad decisions I have made, all the things that I have dreamed of changing .... If there is moment that I may enjoy more than playing with innocents kids that have not been corrupted by this world ... that would be piloting a plane through the darkness of the night ...
(not a masterpiece .... but close nuff :P )