flyin' high

I went flying again today. Flew all the way out to the middle of Iowa and landed in the middle of a corn field. (It was a paved runway, but there was corn growing within five feet of every side.) So I refueled and came back across the Iowa, Mississippi, and Illinois rivers to my sweet Indiana home. I got up to 7,000 feet when I found a hole in the clouds, but I decided I ought to go back down through the same hole so I wouldn't get stuck up there. Flying above the clouds is so beautiful. Anyway, after seven hours I got home and went to work. Nothing eventful happened at work. But I did get to IM Brad when I got home.