He was weightless, forty-five thousand feet – thirteen thousand five hundred meter above. The air was thin, still and silent. The Earth down was one of breathtaking view. He dropped tears. The Earth was blue and white. It was empty. It was the only chance to start over.
A sudden jolt woke him up. The tears were still warm.
This post was published as response to Daily Prompt challenge. Today’s theme was A Plot of Earth