Looking out the window from an airplane (on a clear day) is one of my favorite things to do here on planet Earth. Seeing the roads, city lay-outs, ball fields, pools, and roofs - is a nice time to daydream, reflect, and imagine the lives happening on ground. Specifically, flying over NYC always reminds me how easy it is to get caught up in mini dramas within our little hub of existence. I can't imagine what it must feel like to look at the planet earth from outer space. I would assume that experiencing this, makes burning your toast takes on a whole new chilled out meaning. I think people need to fly away more often.