Mar 21, 2012

55 Word Story - Theme - Job/Work

A beautiful morning, a clear blue sky, and this peaceful silence is pierced with the sunlight, revealing on ground the shadows of birds high up in the air. 

I notice a line of thin Stratus as I roll gently through the taxiway. 
Holding short of the runway, I think, 

“I have the best job ever”.

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