Sometimes we just have to switch off. Sitting on a plane, bus or car gives us a chance to stop. Despite going 900km an hour, a plane gives me solitude. A plane gives me a reason to stop. I can’t get up and walk around. I can’t go chat to a friend. I’m stuck there in seat 13F in a bubble made of strangers.
https://www.stevendipietro.com/blog/2020/4/17/diary-30-is-turbulence-bad-stoic-stoicism
