The addiction of Flying

This is the bit I like. This is the feeling I get when I'm wandering around
Tescos (supermarket) after coming back from a flight somewhere. Not
a few days later, but maybe 20 minutes after having locked up the plane
for the night. I'm still flying, I still have the buzz, yet others have been
doing
things like watching the match, doing the washing up, fixing up shelves,
sitting in the park. All good things, but...

Paul

"pacplyer" wrote in message
om...
And here you were walking and talking to mere mortals a
few days later, who had no idea where your soul had been soaring.