Flying makes me numb. I use to be excited about where I was going or at least excited that I was headed home. Now its just a part of my day. Its not that I'm unhappy about the travel, its the fact that I lost that 'moment'. The moment that I use to realize the destination and was excited about who or what I was going to experience. I know I have not lost that moment. I believe that I just need to step back, put down all my devices, look out the window and see the beauty of what I'm being provided. All the people and places that I get to see and the new ones I'll meet. Priorities are being prioritized at this moment. Its now the task of keeping the ones that provide progress in sight.

If I keep losing direction I'll just listen to Try and Try Again by Billy Joe Shaver. That song's simple but it makes me happy.