The Mile High Club

Sorry to disappoint you, but something else that went out with the metal cutlery was this urban myth of nookie at 30,000 feet! 

The Mile High Club I speak of is of a loftier ideal! It is what you do with this relaxed 'Air Time' that you have just created. You have cleared your mind of all clutter and stress. Might I suggest that you get ready to the most powerful thing of all - dream! 

I would like to skim the surface of a whole book I would like to write entitled 'Reinventing Yourself at 30,000 feet!' This is the perfect time! You are alone for a few hours, without any way anyone can contact you! Time doesn't matter here, and you literally have your 'Head in the Clouds' anyway! Why not dream about what castles you would like to build up there! 

This is where I made my castles in the sky! This is where I started to dream and imagine the life I would rather be living! This is where I reinvented myself! 

I was a CPA in a three piece suit, sitting in an office being paid to count beans everyday and spending my income on good scotch. Now I am a Scotch drinker, in a one-piece tartan skirt, staying in hotels being paid to drink whisky!

When the plane lands, what sort of person would you like to walk off! I will write more here if I get some interest in it. 

Don't waste this valuable time! Don't be like the stress monkey who womfs that little bag that contains exactly 4 pretzels, and then spends an hour flicking through that catalogue of 10,000 things you don’t need (and are frankly amazed that someone thinks you might!) Come on, you are sitting in economy on a $99 NY to Florida round-trip and someone thinks you might part with $149 for a fancy flashlight!

I will show you how to make those 2 or 3 hours in the air more efficient than any time you have spent down on the ground! You will wish you could stay up there forever, but then you would miss the most hilarious part of the whole show! "Ladies and gentlemen, the Stress Monkeys are now leaving the circus!" 

Get ready to watch the Stress Monkeys again as they disembark! 

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