11/15/2008

Flying, time and circles

Economy class is a good class. Yes it definitely is better than business class. When you fly in business class you silently state that you are a business person and you are flying because is what you do for a living and that's it. And if you buy a business class ticket to go see your parents then it would be like saying that visiting your family is a job, maybe next time i'll fly business class.

Lily sits quietly (she's alone but she could be breathing heavily just like the woman near her) in the window seat. She thought she would totally freak out having to fly alone but she finds the trip secretly entertaining. 
Might be the drugs from the hospital. It must be the drugs. Or is the pleasure she's discovered not too much time before that she feels when watching other people in unusual situations. 

To fly, what an unnatural thing to do but how necessary to fulfill one's spirit. 

She once read that flying stops time. When you fly you're neither here nor there so that time stops, life stops and you get to live hours of a life that will not be counted not by time not by God. But isn't that in some way against religion? Don't religions say that you are spirit? And if spirit is immaterial then is never present physically. I guess is all about semantics. 

People talk just because they have the ability to otherwise life would be just the same, look at plants, happy without having an actual voice.
Yes, people are most definitely doing things cause they have the chance to, not cause they want. Just like Lily is flying to see her parents, she doesn't feel like it but it could be the right thing to do.

A man around sixty just asked the hostess a mini bottle of whiskey, it would be nice to copy him but he's totally justified for it,he's a stereotype."I'm a 26 year old girl who's just come out from the hospital for being run over by a messenger on a bike". 
Life would have been better if she was a man. No she thinks that wouldn't actually be the case, no reasons to be dramatic, in the end life's life, whatever happens is cause there's a reason. No that's not the case either. Fuck then. 

A slim figure rises from the first rows of the economy class, she's going to the bathroom. How can people pee at this altitude? Especially when they're surely not drinking mini whiskey bottles. 

The girl, it was the girl from the bar, the "i'll get you some ice" girl. What to do now?
I guess life's a circle, problems find answers in other problems, kind of a gip if you think about it.

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