I endeavored to pen a short film designed to be a love letter to a genre that I had so quickly began to love.
No greeting, just straight into it.
It is currently 1:00 AM on January 2nd, 2017.
I'm not one for positive motivation.
After releasing, "On A Jetplane," I planned to release a piece titled, "Landfall." It would have been written in the same style as the former, but would have been about my observations of the physical environment I found myself in. I was naive. How quaint an idea it is now that I would have had time to take in my surroundings.
Group A. Position 60. I move towards the middle of plane as I board.
This large, black metal rectangle serves as my inbetween.
**A brief note from the writer:** My beginnings as a writer came from a strong sense of fondness towards all things fiction. This being said, I will still, from time to time, write short stories. Short stories will not come with any type of regularity or warning. I will just post them whenever I feel I have one worth sharing. "Window Seat," the one you're about to read, was one of my very early short stories. I wrote it years ago and have somewhat of a nostalgic attachment to it. Enjoy.