Riding the wave

You couldn't fathom being here 100-years ago

Yet here we are

Metal cylinders carting people across the globe

The lady asks if I'd like something to drink, water and coffee please, black, sure she says, thank you

How lucky am I?

Sitting here thinking about what happened if

The pilot says we're coming in to some wind, it shouldn't be too bad

I keep looking out the window, think about what I'd do with $1 million

I'd still be here

Some of my best times have been in motion, moving from one place to the next

Staring out the window, riding the wave