lt;p style=quot;line-height: 135%quot;gt;lt;span lang=quot;EN-USquot; style=quot;line-height: 135%; font-family: amp;quot;Calibriamp;quot;,amp;quot;sans-serifamp;quot;; color: #333333; font-size: 11pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latinquot;gt;Before flying, when I drove, I watched the road, now I watch the sky. Before I flew I dreamed of advancements in business, now I dream of a longer flight. Before I flew I dreamed of deeper relationships, now I dream of higher flights. Is soaring the most selfish activity ever created? Or am I simply not a complete person unless I am flying. lt;o:pgt;lt;/o:pgt;lt;/spangt;lt;/pgt;lt;p style=quot;line-height: 135%quot;gt;lt;span lang=quot;EN-USquot; style=quot;line-height: 135%; font-family: amp;quot;Calibriamp;quot;,amp;quot;sans-serifamp;quot;; color: #333333; font-size: 11pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latinquot;gt;Am I a better person because I Fly? Or am I a dysfunctional person because I need to fly. Is flying a disease? Or is it completion. Is it genetically driven? Or some kind of impossible to fulfill addiction.lt;o:pgt;lt;/o:pgt;lt;/spangt;lt;/pgt;lt;p style=quot;line-height: 135%quot;gt;lt;span lang=quot;EN-USquot; style=quot;line-height: 135%; font-family: amp;quot;Calibriamp;quot;,amp;quot;sans-serifamp;quot;; color: #333333; font-size: 11pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latinquot;gt;Well, whatever you describe it as, or whatever you define it as, it is completely unreachable.lt;o:pgt;lt;/o:pgt;lt;/spangt;lt;/pgt;lt;p style=quot;line-height: 135%quot;gt;lt;span lang=quot;EN-USquot; style=quot;line-height: 135%; font-family: amp;quot;Calibriamp;quot;,amp;quot;sans-serifamp;quot;; color: #333333; font-size: 11pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latinquot;gt;Soar all you want. Fly in thermals, fly in ridge lift, fly in convergence. You will never get enough. Have yoult;br /gt;ever had the flight that you said quot; Now I have Achieved IT!quot;. No. You always know you could#039;ve had a higher, longer, better flight if you just could of turned tighter or left sink sooner or stayed in liftlt;br /gt;longer or.. or.. or...lt;o:pgt;lt;/o:pgt;lt;/spangt;lt;/pgt;lt;p style=quot;line-height: 135%quot;gt;lt;span lang=quot;EN-USquot; style=quot;line-height: 135%; font-family: amp;quot;Calibriamp;quot;,amp;quot;sans-serifamp;quot;; color: #333333; font-size: 11pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latinquot;gt;It never ends. And maybe that is why we can never enough? Maybe that is why we will always search for another thermal, another flight, another cloud, another moment where time stops and your every instinct is tuned to the pulse of the air... where every thought islt;br /gt;of where the lift is. Everything else fades and the instant is everything. Right now. THIS thermal. THIS cloud. THIS flight...lt;o:pgt;lt;/o:pgt;lt;/spangt;lt;/pgt;lt;p style=quot;line-height: 135%quot;gt;lt;span lang=quot;EN-USquot; style=quot;line-height: 135%; font-family: amp;quot;Calibriamp;quot;,amp;quot;sans-serifamp;quot;; color: #333333; font-size: 11pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latinquot;gt;I#039;ve been drunk. I#039;ve been high. I cannot think of a single moment that begs for a revisit like flight. It is elusive. It cannot be attained. You can never get there! Maybe that is why I keep focusing on the weather forecast. Maybe that is why I keep clicking that pilot report. Maybe that is why I drive out when it looks completelylt;br /gt;dismal...lt;o:pgt;lt;/o:pgt;lt;/spangt;lt;/pgt;lt;p style=quot;line-height: 135%quot;gt;lt;span lang=quot;EN-USquot; style=quot;line-height: 135%; font-family: amp;quot;Calibriamp;quot;,amp;quot;sans-serifamp;quot;; color: #333333; font-size: 11pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latinquot;gt;There was that one time when I ...lt;br /gt;And another When I ...But why try to describe it? How can You? How many times have yoult;br /gt;tried? It never works. You talk about timing your launch, you talk about watching everyone soar when you sink... you talk about a lowlt;br /gt;save, you talk about that thermal that was the size of a basketball... it may as well be Greek. It cannot be described.lt;o:pgt;lt;/o:pgt;lt;/spangt;lt;/pgt;lt;pgt;lt;/pgt;



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