Flying...

I am now of the opinion that flying is much like a mental rebirth. These long flights especially have the feel what I can express as an aerial baptism. I do not mean baptism in a religious sense, of course, but more so in the sense of being brought into new life. Although, I suppose that is exactly what baptism does.

We sit in a metal tube far above the sky surrounded by silent bodies who are all content to exist in their own worlds.
We watch movies alone among many in silence.
We listen to music that no one else can hear.
We have dinner with many people, but not one dinner conversation is struck.

As our minds go numb and we pass in and out of sleep, eventually a kind of numbing ensues, and we enter a forgetful darkness brought on by the dimmed lights. Whether we chase or flee the sun outside, this spacey haze resets our minds and loads the next chapter of our lives. First we were on Disc 1 in our homeland, but after loading, I mean flying, we find ourselves in a new land that can only be found on Disc 2.
My experience of this is my current flight to Japan right now. I still don't feel like I've left, and I can't explain that feeling. I half expect to get up tomorrow and go to UNO or head in to work. I still don't know see why I wouldn't be able to see any of you like the next day if I wanted. I'm heading to a new life, but I my mind is still loading.

I am drinking my fair share of lethe's water on this flight though so maybe that is part of the problem. First, I watched A-Team which was an explosive fest of cheesiness and explosions, but I can say that the CIA agent was a work of genius. Then I watched the Prince of Persia which was actually quite better than was impressed upon me. Now, with nearly half the flight still before me and almost 5000 kilometers to go, I am staring at the screen. It reads “次回のショーが開始するまでお待ちください”or in English: Please wait until the next showing begins. I will hopefully get to watch Brooklin's Finest. Why? Because it's there.

Additionally, I have made the discovery that video games no longer entertain me like they did in the past. I whipped out my PSP while watch A-team and some of Prince of Persia in an attempt to play a bit of Jeanne du arc. I was intrigued for a while, but I know the drill. It's a tactics game with a couple little bonuses that might have enthralled me in the past, but only the are holds my attention. For some reason, the Japanese impression of Joan of Arc is a blonde girl slender in appearance with intricate armor. The interpretation, or distortion perhaps, of her image doesn't bother me, but instead I think it is quite cool. Perhaps it could be equated to the myriad of Marian variations in the world. I'll leave that door unopened for now.

However, I must return to the topic at hand. I tried to play Lock's quest on my DS but got bored of it after one in-game day. The basic game style is an obsessively involved tower defense game. Ever been to kongregate.com? Well, I've played way too many tower defense games on that website to really get intrigued by another right now.
After Lock's Quest, I put the pokemon mystery dungeon game into my DS and then turned on the DS. After staring at the main menu of the game for a minute or so, I decided not even to start playing. It looks like it will be just totally annoying. Weird isn't it?
I suppose the positive thing is that I can certainly use the Ds games as gifts because someone will no doubt enjoy them more than me.

Oh and by the way, Brooklin's Finest didn't look all that interesting so I switched to Nodame Cantible 2. Not having really followed the series that the movie is from, I am going to mostly treat it as mental Japanese preparation. Well, I'm off of this document now to write somethings that have been rattling around in my mind.