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| Somewhere over Luzon |
I’m a thousand miles up in the air, reading and listening to music, when my subconscious mind berated me to look out the window. You can listen to music and read at any given time, it scolded me, but you don’t have the luxury to look down from the heavens anytime you want to. With that, I closed my book, removed my earphones, and pressed my forehead to the Plexiglas. Before me was a rolling mass of clouds, a sea of white amidst the blue backdrop of the sky. It was breathtaking. Then there was a break in the clouds and my breath caught—no, that scene was even more breathtaking than the gorgeous clouds.
Directly below me is an expanse of land—humongous, judging by its length and width from my unique perch. In an instant, I realized that a lot of things could be happening on the terrain I’m seeing: people could be coupling, working, visiting their friends, burying their dead, and, in one corner, possibly welcoming a new baby to this world. Some may be going to school, some cashing in their retirement plans, some may be getting married, while others may be crossing the last t’s and dotting the i’s on their annulment papers.
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| The plane's sturdy window |
In that instant when I saw that all of life’s milestones could be spread out beneath me, I realized how insignificant our lives are outside the sphere of our loved ones. Our accomplishments, failures, families, and whatnots is nothing in the scope of things. We are just tiny organisms, going along with the planet’s turn on its axis.
Given how irrelevant our existence might be, I then vowed to at least make a difference to the people surrounding me. While the world could care less about my life, at least I could help give meaning to the lives of those I love.
One step at a time, one tiny spec in the galaxy. It is your choice if you would rather be swallowed into nothingness, or leave behind a legacy.
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| The expanse of land that set the wheels in motion for this blog |
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