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I just finished Sherman Alexie's, "Flight."    

wow.

    i'm not really sure what else to say.  (which as usual means i have a lot to say)

i've never felt so attune to all the voices out there that are so far removed from mine.  i watch people every day and wonder who they are and what they think.  i hear about tragedies on the news and wonder what was behind the tragedy.   this book sent me into the the thoughts behind these people and these tragedies.  it's awful, it's horrifying.  but it's good.  no, good isn't the right word.  it's necessary...?  it makes me see the potential we all have for bad, but the chance we're all given for good.  it reminds me how wrong it is to live shut off to those around you.  it's wrong to look at people in compartments.  it's wrong to solely judge by actions.  it reminds me how little i know about people, how little i care about people.  

     it inspires me to embrace the chance i've been given.  at the end of the book, the kid realizes that the world is ugly and won't get better any time soon; he also realizes that he himself is ugly....but he sees the chance  he's been given to partake in the beautiful and stand above the cruelty. 

   there's a lot more to it....but that's my snapshot thoughts after just finishing the book.  if you can stand it...read it.