Some people hate flying, but I absolutely love it. It seems like its the closest I can get to God so I can definitely appreciate it. On this day, I was flying to New York to take care of business. The beautiful sky just foreshadowed an amazing trip. I was literally on cloud nine the entire time I was there. I had quite a few 4 am mornings at VH1 and CBS with important people and no coffee since I gave it up in August. Usually, under these circumstances, I'd be walking around like Frankenstein, but for some reason I was still on my magic carpet after being so close to my heavenly father. Moreover, I cannot complain because I feel like that very gracious moment on the plane foreshadowed an excellent trip that will unfold a miracle soon. You, too, should find a symbolic happening and cherish its beauty because it, too, has something miraculous to offer.
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July 2017
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