Sam (
l33tminion) wrote2005-03-19 11:00 pm
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I have the rising suspicion that the universe is out to shower me with good things.
For one thing, I'm home.
For another, I had a remarkable conversation with Katie, a lady I met in the airport and talked to on my flight home. This is the second time this year I've had a remarkable conversation with someone in an airport who just happened to also be sitting next to me on the plane. (As a matter of fact, Katie had actually been scheduled to be on a flight the previous day, but that flight was canceled due to maintenance problems).
Katie, the person I talked to, is a Baptist minister with ten children, who studied and worked in education, sociology, and psychology, and who is planning to return to school to get a PhD.
When I arrived at the gate, she was talking to some other person about a book she had just bought on impulse because she had read it as a child. The book was Make Way for Ducklings, and, as it was a childhood favorite of mine as well, we ended up striking up a discussion. We ended up talking about theology, philosophy, personality types, systems based psychology, bible stories, Greek etymology, and personal faith.
Clearly, it was fate. Or luck. Or quantum entanglement. Or the laws of probability simply not applying to air travel.
I reiterate my advice: Talk to people in airports.
For one thing, I'm home.
For another, I had a remarkable conversation with Katie, a lady I met in the airport and talked to on my flight home. This is the second time this year I've had a remarkable conversation with someone in an airport who just happened to also be sitting next to me on the plane. (As a matter of fact, Katie had actually been scheduled to be on a flight the previous day, but that flight was canceled due to maintenance problems).
Katie, the person I talked to, is a Baptist minister with ten children, who studied and worked in education, sociology, and psychology, and who is planning to return to school to get a PhD.
When I arrived at the gate, she was talking to some other person about a book she had just bought on impulse because she had read it as a child. The book was Make Way for Ducklings, and, as it was a childhood favorite of mine as well, we ended up striking up a discussion. We ended up talking about theology, philosophy, personality types, systems based psychology, bible stories, Greek etymology, and personal faith.
Clearly, it was fate. Or luck. Or quantum entanglement. Or the laws of probability simply not applying to air travel.
I reiterate my advice: Talk to people in airports.
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I am also home. Perhaps you and Markos and I could do something tonight.
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