Copenhagen Airport

There is this theory in Pattern Recognition that I’m currently reading that the soul does not travel as fast as the body, leaving the body in a state of soullessness and general confusion, also know as jet lag; and it is not my best friend at all. However, it explains things in a rather amusing way. I have for a long time felt that I was able to think clearer and that something that normally limits my trail of thoughts were lifted from me while flying long distances. It might of cause also be that I’m forced to spend 10-11 hours in my own company that finally get through to myself, me wanting it or not. But the thought of my soul lagging after is far much appealing to me, in my current generally confused state.

I also have experienced that jet lag sets off a state of depression in me, but this normally does not set in until after one or two days, and might very well be due to sleep deprivation which hits me like a brick wall.

This all said, I normally enjoy flying, and having to spend time thinking, and normally I come to really good conclusions about things. There is something about being above the clouds for hours that makes me see able to see what is important.

Incase you wonder about the order of the blog posts, this text written there but blogged from my hotel room in Manchester...