Every time I'm just flying along and suddenly realize the same kind of
thing, I have to fight off an almost uncontrollable urge to want to
roll the aircraft... but alas, the humble spamcans I get to fly are
not aerobatics-capable so I must settle for just feeling lucky that
I'm flying at all.

It's definitely amazing to realize how magical it is to be flinging a
ton of stuff eight thousand feet in the air over a hundred miles per
hour, with the controls at your own fingertips.