If I could have any super power today, I’d want the ability to fly. If I could fly, I’d be able to get home in the blink of an eye and spend much less time on the road. I could check cattle, even when they’re spread across the pasture. I’d be able to spot problems quicker with stock tanks, fences or calves.
I could decide, on the spur of the moment, to fly
up to a mountaintop and watch the sunset, or to the ocean for the dawning of day. Meeting friends, who live on the front range or in Atlanta or Tennessee or DC or Paris, for coffee
could be spontaneous. Just think, you could soar with eagles or fly south in a V of geese or be in the midst of one of those huge swarms of birds just making patterns in the sky.
You could wave at people in the window seats of airplanes, have lunch in Hawaii or Australia and never wait in line to see the top of the Eifel Tower or the Statue of Liberty. If you were good, you
could fly with skis on to the best snow on the mountain, or fly along with a picnic lunch until you found a beautiful spot to enjoy it. Maybe you could even deliver pizza to the astronauts on the space station! Endless possibilities.