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I was sitting on a plane, returning from a conference about successful women. Quite a boring business trip, but I had needed to attend to collect new inspiration and themes for my writing. Luckily, the conference had taken place at my favourite destination – on the Island, by the sea, with the sun and warmth… One by one the passengers boarded the plane. I sat near the back, and the two seats next to me were still empty. Once the movement stopped, I was happy to see that three whole seats remained for me for the entire flight.
It seemed I could finally get some sleep after a month on the move: conferences, sponsors for the topics of my articles, not to mention all those cocktail parties and receptions during the whole stay. I was really tired.
Then I noticed a commotion.
The passengers sitting in the aisle seats were nudging each other, turning their heads meaningfully towards the cockpit. So I also stretched my neck, wondering what was happening.
Nothing.
At the front, a passenger was handing her boarding pass to the flight attendant for checking. When she stepped into the aisle, I noticed that the eyes of everyone on board were on her. I found myself in silent awe as well. She was beautiful. But not a dull beauty. Around her, there was an aura radiating such energy, as if the sun had boarded the plane. Slightly tanned skin, semi-long loose blond hair, huge sparkling blue eyes. Her face looked so calm, emanating peace and tranquillity, yet sending such a surge. Perfectly dressed in sportswear – torn jeans, accompanied by a sports blouse (of a cut I had not even seen before) and platform sandals (of a style I had never seen before). All extravagant, new, neat and yet everything fits together harmoniously in such a way that certainly every woman on board wished to have the entire outfit in their wardrobe, no matter how that would look.
When she approached, it seemed to me that I knew her. But from where…? Gosh, who is she? Where do I know her from? That spirited walk, slim but wiry figure, that energy radiating from her every step.
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