Perfect weather ... experienced pilots ... hopeful people... all disrupted in one go. The way this world was made it makes no sense ... there is so much space ... millions of miles between galaxies ... so much time to waste for some ... so little for others. Everything seems random .... why give someone life, just to take their whole family away. What’s the use of a wedding if families are wiped-out. What’s the use of funeral ceremonies if more is on the way.
But then who am I to judge- what is too much space, too much time , what is random.
