thoughts from 30,000 feet in the sky

i flew back from my christmas in seattle a couple days ago and well, flying is just such a weird thing. first of all, i have no idea how a several ton metal tube is able to defy gravity, but then again, some things i just don't think i was meant to understand.

but my thoughts really were with the people. i sat between two nice people and had some small talk, like most other flights. i find it amazing that we are able to allow people to learn about us and us about them, we talk about families, vacations, etc with these strangers, that most of the time we never learn the names of... but then i thought a little more and we do the same thing with people that we call friends. recently i've been forced to look at past relationships and asked what happened to some of them?

we have friends that we have shared important parts of our lives with and that we no longer talk to anymore, isn't it strange how that happens? are we running such an important race in life that we leave people behind or is it just the whole process of pruning? not everyone can be a best friend, right?

anyways, i guess there comes a point where we get off the plane and proceed to the next flight or exit the airport and that is just a part of life...