It was a cold Sunday night in Paris, I saw an angel walking down the street. She warmed me and brought me up there And cared for me until I was safe. In this glowing shelter I found the only place I would ever feel home. But I don't belong in heaven, And the spark in her eyes drifted in the night.

Some useless facts about aviation maybe. Did you know the first round-trip flight occurred just before Halloween? It is quite important to know, because it has 0 connection with it. Okay... Maybe I'll stick to the "learning" part of this section. So you tell me!

Some fun, a ride on Kawette, a meal... Some good memories and the birth of new ones. What I love, what I am... but only as far as I know. Perhaps, when the night falls, my hopes and my regrets. If we're lucky, maybe we'll laugh. Maybe we'll eventually find solace and peace in silence.