(this is annie)

The France

A week ago, I was flying from Nice to Paris. The flight took off at 6:20am, just in time to see the sun's rays gently eat away at the darkness. Looking out the window, I watched Corsica get smaller, the red sky intensify into oranges and pinks before breaking into blue. Over the Alps I realized how lucky I am, and then because I can no longer fly without having a tiny peak-oiler freakout, I wondered if I'd ever get to see anything so beautiful again.

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