Outside of the window, beyond the hermetically sealed world in which I sit. While stewards check the integrity of locks, on overhead compartments, and passengers tighten their seat belts, some while whispering silent prayers. Tiny grey puddles of water, ripple together into larger pools on the tarmac before they're atomised into the wind by the growing thrust of jet engines, which exhales the power of technology that soon will take me from stillness, towards flight, and the ensuing spaces of a new world, far from home.