Essentially, he's going to tell his life story, a memoir, into the flight data recorder of the airplane, until he slams into the ground of the Australian outback when his Boeing 747 runs out of fuel. I thought it was an interesting premise. So, I bought the book. To stand here and try to fix her life is just a big waste of time. People don't want their lives fixed.
Nobody wants their problems solved.
Their stories resolved. Their messes cleaned up. Just the big scary unknown. I don't think this is entirely true, but there is some frightening honesty in it. When I was younger, I thought that I wanted to get rid of all my problems, yet I wallowed in them.