Day 8 — Flying 🛫: I tend to get a little emo when I fly 🥹, especially on gorgeous days like today.

That moment when the rush rush rush gives way to the white noise of the engine hum while rising above the insanity of life on the ground. It’s other worldly up here: the beauty of looking down on the clouds, remembering past trips and looking forward to adventures on the other end…or snuggling a cat 😻 . I’m really grateful I can still travel on my own, and not have to (yet) deal with the nightmares some of my ALS friends face: diapers or dehydration, aisle chairs & being manhandled by strangers, breathing equipment, being uncomfortable v. being repositioned every 5 minutes. If (no, really, *IF* 🙄) my wheelchair makes it undamaged, I am good to go. LFG! ☀️💚💜💪