“The ethereal feeling of looking down at the world through an airplane window."

I remember flying over Siberia once. I remember being in awe of the sheer nothingness below me, just a vast expanse of … unhumanness. Stretches of land that no feet has ever tread on.

There’s something about being physically in nature that taints the experience a bit in my mind. If I can exist there, then, to some degree, it was an experience designed for me. There was some infrastructure in place to take me there and ensure my survival, if only for awhile. But to see pure nature, rocks and trees that have never known a human before, was absolutely fascinating.

An entire world completely indifferent to humanity and our silly affairs.