I fly under the radar.
It's my role. It's my place in life.

But maybe flying under the radar will one day enable me to hit my target undetected and undeterred. Maybe stealth is the only way to create a shock.

Maybe the colors are brighter and the path is prettier because I go my way, with no observers but the birds.

And maybe, if nothing ever happens, at least it's a nice view from which to observe the world below.