Sky Beneath Your Feet

There is a silence that lives at 35,000 feet, a stillness between engine roars and cloud lines where humanity floats on, untethered from the world below. In that hush, people become something else, lighter, reflective, sometimes even reborn. The pilots we become, the passengers we are, the wanderers we pretend not to be, all of it suspended in that silver seam for a brief time above the earth. It'...