We'll be taxiing for the next few years...

So, our friend is in town for the next week. We all went out for a beer yesterday, and it felt like old times, talking total nonsense for hours on end. Surprisingly, the nonsense actually DID make sense. Here's one example:

My life is like an airplane. I've spent a lot of time building the plane, tweaking it to just the right specs. And, now I'm taxiing for goodness knows how long. I could still turn around and park myself back at the jetway, but I haven't yet. At some point, I'm just gonna have to get to the end of the runway and take off, hoping that all the things I've done spec-wise help me fly and don't end up helping me to crash and burn.

So, yeah, I'm taxiing. I've no idea what I'm doing, and I really wish air traffic control would just give me some freakin' directions already!!!

5 comments:

Roby Sue said...

taxiing is okay. it's good to give yourself time to figure out where you want to go. there is time. :)

Amna said...

You are awesome. I love this analogy, because I'm going through the same thing.

AggieW3thrGirl said...

Thanks, dudes!! And, Amna, I didn't come up with the airplane thing, but I did run with it. :)

Emilia Joyce Plater said...

Taxiing is cool!
Of course, when your passengers are whining like crazy and there's a baby crying, you gotta take off...
Or something. haha <3

Martin said...

Once you get this far, I think a pertinent question would be "what type of plane are you?" :)