She held her stomach as we taxied down the runway, cradling it, supporting it.

Minutes earlier when I stood up looking for a garbage she looked alarmed as if my behavior was threatening. I had the stone of a nectarine in my mouth and it had fallen apart and I wanted to spit it out, so I simply stood up looking for the attention of the stewardess, but when I got up initially the woman next to me had a fearful look in her eyes as though she had just picked out the shape of a grenade or a gun in my pocket. She was certainly wondering what I was doing and what my next actions were to be, after the stewardess presented the garbage bag the woman was relieved and went back to a less heightened sense of awareness.

I wonder if her smell has been enhanced to detect danger as other animals are when they are pregnant. The maternal instincts are obviously apparent, but it amazed me how she protected the fetus inside her from the bumps on the tarmac by cradling her stomach with her arms as though it was cushioning the slightest impact. It was no surprise that she would want to do this, but I had never seen it done before, which made me assume that this was her first pregnancy and she - like many other new Mothers - was very vigilant and cognizant of the being living inside her and nervous in a way a man will never be able to appreciate.

This time, for the first time, home didn't feel like home.

He landed and was picked up by one of his best friends but it didn't seem like he was home, the final destination, it just felt like a stop over a vacation. No sense of permanence pervaded this place or his thoughts. Home - he was pained to say - wasn't home anymore.

Home was an ideal, a finality that was no longer a possibility or at least not anytime soon.

Dreams

If dreams are all we have to begin with why do so few of us ever attain them? When did we stop believing in ourselves? When did we all of a sudden one day decide that to follow our dreams is futile? Do we all have a vocation or do we just settle for something else and how great is the happiness that comes when you fulfill a dream?

Magnum who?

So apparently Tom Selleck is on a new television show, I was not fully aware of this, nor do I really care other than the fact that he used to be Thomas Magnum - as in Magnum PI, for those less knowledgeable when it comes to 80's nostalgia. As well he's 66 years old, holy shit!

I've just learned (after 1 minute of research) that the name of the show is "Blue Bloods" which also stars Donnie Wahlberg of New Kids On The Block fame.

Anyways I was at the Gym the other day and this show with Tom Selleck was on, nobody was really watching it and some guy - in pursuit of changing the channel - politely asks

"is there anybody watching this?"

Which causes everyone to look around at the television, at the moment Tom has the camera's attention in a big scene.

Surprised and happy to see one of my favourite PI's (Jim Rockford #1) I announce

"My god man, surely you're not going to turn off Magnum PI during his big scene?"

This was obviously met by confusion as no one in the gym was old enough to know who Magnum PI was, and they had no clue what I was talking about.

Not the first time that has happened.

Perhaps I should be more in tune to my audience.

Maybe I won't

Usually when I see something that is out of the ordinary or something I believe will strike you as funny or unique I say something about it in order to bring it to your attention.

Well, today I decided against that.

I seen a girl today giving out food samples, which is nothing out of the ordinary, save for the fact that she had - what seemed to me as - a well groomed goatee situated under her chin.

I thought it unfortunate, and therefore didn't bring it to the attention of the person that was there with me.

I think I will refrain from such from here on.