Flying Thoughts
We all have different reasons for the journey. We all have our own stories, our own angles of understanding the world and our experience of it. These souls that fill the flying cylinder in the air. Rushing to an exotic location with a language not all of us understand. Some are on sad business. Returning home to bury family or their love. Some are just beginning a life of wedded bliss. Prepared for margaritas, sand between their toes and a week of sex to mark their nuptials. Some finally taking a break from the race of rats. This the answer to “slow down or die.” All different reasons. Vastly different stories. Most we will never know. My own reason is one of family adventure. Visiting our blood relations who chose wisely where to live. Days of play, empty diaries, and close quarters for three generations. Our stories will blend with others. We will bump into strangers, meet people that live in the same zip code a thousand miles away. And while we may never mingle