In moments of sheer panic about the unbearable pressure of being, these days, I am amused by the sense of comfort a neatly folded paraglider gives me.

Most everything in our life is actually out of control and a large piece of colorful fabric flapping in the wind won’t change that tendency much, but folding a familiar item is soothing and it is like wearing blinkers to avoid seeing what could be coming at us sideways…

A neatly folded and bagged Iota 2 makes the chaos of life seem more tolerable