The problem for me is that flying is my poison and cure.
Yes i have days where ive had enough, but even after 2 days off im itching to get back up there again. I feel claustrophobic if i dont fly for a large period of time, you cannot beat the feeling of climbing away from the runway after having not flown for a while.
Yes im young and probably still wearing rosy tinted sunglasses, give it a few more years and maybe my views will have changed. For the moment though i wouldnt want to be doing anything else and besides im not much use at anything else otherwise.
Many people have asked me why i became a pilot, answer is always "because i didnt want to grow up and get a proper job!"
