September 3, 2013: Flow

This morning at 9am my flight to Burlington, Vermont took off from San Francisco International.

I was sitting in bed, 200 miles away. Gazing across to the Sierra's with slim cat eyes.

Not in seat 45E, gazing down on the Sierra's from a bird's eye. 

Factors present themselves and shifts shift.

Flow is the best we can do.  

Surrender. 

Again. 

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