I sat by the best man ever on my flight from MSP to PHL. He's 46, married and w/ 2 kids.

We talked a lot about the obesity problem in america, w/ how people are too lazy to work out or choose not to eat well. all the processed foods, how much is fast food, how much easier it is to just stay fat. We talked about health insurance, disability insurance, and losing our fathers (his died when he was 12). About what it's like to be a teenager in this generation

I talked to him a lot about goals and why I think they are so important. I may have almost ranted about it but at least I ranted w/ passion. I really meant it all and I hope he thinks about it later. Fuck having goals is amazing.

It was just such a good flight. I wish I'd written down more of what we talked about.