Around 18 months ago, travel became a feature, rather than a bug, of my job. I’ve been on more planes in these last months than in the past five years combined, so it seemed prudent to start collecting air miles. I know I will never rack up 10m miles, let alone be the youngest person to do so. But I understand the fleeting euphoria of collecting something, even if that thing is losing value in real time. And so I tapped in my account number and watched the miles tick slowly upwards, dreaming of a free beach holiday one day, maybe before I’m 80.

Source: The Guardian August 19, 2017 04:52 UTC