Danielle (who stole the
window seat a long time ago) looked out the small
circular plane window and reflected upon the day and
night. Right now they were over the water but when
they were near cities, populated areas, or any
inhabited part of the land the beautiful array of
white lights from the ground filled her spirit with
delight, freedom, peace of mind, and beauty. And then
the large gap of space and land that always seemed to
separate them so severly was suddenly shattered. How
small the earth is, she thought. All this time I
thought I was a million miles away and yet in this
plane it is nothing but the size of an ant. But she
was foolish to think that anyway. She should have
known thatï¿ even if the mileage between them was
planets away there would always be a connection, and
they would always be together. Even if he died,
Danielle thought, I would still be with him. His
thoughts are my thoughts and we will always be
friends. Being settled with this sleepy thought,
Danielle was content. This was true happiness, she
thought. Not that fact that I'm meeting him finally
but that fact that we'll always be friends. Meeting
the ones you love is only a present and wonderful and
intimate privilege she would always cherish. And when
it was all over, she would not yearn once again like
she did. She would go back to her normal life and
normal ways and be just as happy, because no matter
what he will always be there with her. Danielle then
grabbed the next to her, gently layed her head back
down, and fell asleep.
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