Rest in peace.

It is a strange feeling.

This time yesterday, I would have said that the MD80 plane that we flew on was comfortable and a pleasure to ride in. Now one has crashed, and a lot of people have died.

I am not so sanguine about the prospect of flying again. Perhaps I shall just stay at home and write letters.

Sorrow for those who's lives have been cut short. They didn't deserve to die, but they died. I didn't deserve to die, and I am alive.

As I said, it is a strange feeling.