Two Friends in an Airport
April 24th, 2017 by G.
This is a story of two friends in an airport.
“I don’t get it,” the one friend said. “Your life is so constrained. So narrow. You are standing in here in this little line. You won’t leave it. And then you’ll stand in another line and you’ll shuffle onto an airplane with an assigned seat you’ll have to sit in. It’s so suffocating. Me, I love my freedom too much to ever do that. By rejecting all these rules, I get to wander around wherever I want. I can go down to the luggage return or even out to the parking garage. I get to experience the airport to its fullest. There no limits. Whereas you, you just stand in line. Why do you do it?”
“I am flying to Paris,” the other friend said.
Agellius
April 24, 2017
Excellent. We’re here for a reason. This isn’t our destination, it’s a place to get us where we want to be.
Airport Friend
April 24, 2017
You’ve been deceived about the existence of Paris. Meanwhile, I’m looking at the conveyor belts full of luggage! You are missin’ out!
Arwen
April 24, 2017
I see you saw the video of the Paris temple open house as well.
bobdaduck
April 24, 2017
The Telestial and Terrestrial glories are still glories, and the enjoyment of such no less real.
S
April 24, 2017
Filing this away to use in seminary/YW/FHE. Thank you!
Airport friend
April 25, 2017
Still at conveyor belt. Just saw a bag fall off. We all laughed. How can you be missing this?
Andrew
April 25, 2017
Thank you.
JrG Editors
April 25, 2017
Hats off to the originator(s) of the “Airport friend” comments. They are dang good.
Airport friend
April 25, 2017
I just wandered into one of the restrooms by the food court. Whoo-ee! Get a janitor in here!
This is earthy. This is real. So glad I’m not sheltered from living a full life.