#the fantasy of being the person who makes this marvel of engineering soar through the sky...
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Story time:
When I was younger, around 15/16-ish, for a time I dreamt of becoming a pilot.
I was so happy when I grew the final two centimetres, because here if you want to get your pilot licence for commercial aircraft (with an airline, no way I would ever be able to pay for that myself), you have to be 1,60m tall minimum, so you can reach everything in the cockpit.
Sadly, during that time I also realised I would never pass the extremely strict psychological evaluation (stress resistance, mental stability, etc), but every once and again I dream of flying.
And all that led to a conversation with my father just now (a decade later) where I went: "I don't want to be able to drive a car, I want to be able to fly a plane!"
#context for the car is that i don't have a driver's license and don't want one#i wasn't in the right headspace to get it at 17 and for now i have no use for a car anyway#anyway my da had a very good laugh at that#i don't fly often (moneyyy) but every time i do i get so excited when i feel the plane coming to life#i am super noise sensitive but not when i'm on a plane#that's the sound of the power to fly it's amazing and intimidating and omg#the fantasy of being the person who makes this marvel of engineering soar through the sky...#never to be fulfilled but i know i'll dream of it as long as i live#story time#aviation#flying
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