Dubai to JFK on a plane: metaphor for living

Heading home from Dar Es Salaam, I changed planes in Dubai for the 14-hour flight to JFK, wondering how best to manage the long plane trip.

I'd felt uncomfortably antsy on my way to Dar Es Salaam, unaccustomed to the long confinement and sitting in cramped economy class, frequently checking the flight clock which had apparently turned to stone.

So on the way home, I decided to go outside of time. To live and be outside of time.

Not in a Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five way: "Listen: Billy Pilgrim has come unstuck in time..."

Just being outside of time. Experiencing, savoring the now -- actually, even living outside the limited concept of "now." All this instead of constantly asking, "How soon will I get there?"

Wow.

It worked.

Bliss.

I want to live outside of time more often.