19.2.09

Height 2

What happens when you wonder about the rest of your life every day? Those with a fairly long commute know the answer to that one. But wondering about your life while you're thousands of feet up in the air is very different from wondering about it on the ground, we're still talking about height. You can see farther. You can't see any clearer, but the distance is there and it is difficult for this not to have some effect on your mind. If you are with someone significant, it is something quite beautiful. If you are alone then you will feel even more so. Down there, there's only so much empty space you can see, and there's nothing to gauge it relative to. But up here it's not like that at all. Up here is like watching all the ribbons fall out of a girl's hair, like seeing all the second hands on every clock in the world, you can't speed up an epoch. The Stone Age, the Brass Age, the Iron Age, none of those exists up here. It is just the sky and you, and you start to wonder about the actuality of the sky, since it's just layers, no sky, just space, light bent off atoms that are somehow different during the day and night. This is why Chad kept so much alcohol in the balloon. If you're in an unknown band, it can become difficult to go to other, more successful bands' concerts because of how jealous you can become. In the sky, it's difficult to stay sober or happy because of how insignificant you become, and you figure that if you really are just some blip then why not have a drink. Blipping Around the Basket, or babsing, is what it was known as, at least among those who suffered. There was also the danger of blipping out of the basket, but that signified an idiot more than it did a drunk.

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