Prepare for take off

Sitting in the plane, writing on a notepad because we just took off and we can't use electronic devices… But I just realized that taking off doesn't impress me as much as it used to… I remember the first time I was on a plane, taking off was soooo coooooool...

Ho, we can now use electronic devices, even though we must still keep our seat belt fastened, this plane has two distinctive warning lights, one for the seat belt and another one for "turn off electronic devices"...

So now, I'm typing on my computer, but not for long, because I don't have much battery left, I used it all on the first flight from SFO to ORD, and now I'm heading to Montréal.

So I'm hitting the save button every few seconds, because I don't trust my Mac to go to sleep elegantly, it sometimes do it in an unpleasant way... Ho well... Toys will be toys...

So, what I wanted to talk about is the fact that there are too many things that don't impress us anymore because we got used to it... Like the take off of an airplane... Or the colors of a sunset (though this still amazes me like crazy, I can't stop taking pictures of the sky at sunset even though I already have tons of pictures of sunsets, I just don't get tired of it)...

Actually, as I was taking pictures of the sunset and other interesting views from my airplane window between San Francisco and Chicago, I realized that I take way too many pictures... With digital, it doesn't matter too much, I used a bit of electricity, and shorten the life of my cell phone a little bit too, but nothing drastic so that it could be called waste...

But I wondered why I was taking so many pictures... Could it simply be to capture these moments that amaze me now, in case I get so used to them that they don't amaze me anymore? Like a plane taking off...

Or could it be because I'm alone? Since I have no one to share this with at the moment that I live it (like those walks on the beach along side California Highway 1), I take pictures to that I can share these moments with people like you until I get to live them with someone else?... Could it be?

I don't know, but at the same time, I don't want to stop being impressed by the magic of nature and also technology which you already know how much I love. When thinking about some pictures I took of myself on the beach, and also reading a book about the father of the main character that might suffer from Alzheimer, I was imagining myself, old and grumpy, not remembering a thing, and someone I love was showing me those pictures of the days when I was letting myself easily be impressed by something as simple as the sun setting down on the ocean while I watch it and take pictures of it with my back laying against the rock of a cliff...If I ever get in that state, with absolutely no chance of recovery... Please... pull the plug...

BYE
MAD... Feeling a little gray, coming back from Sunny California...