Airport

Mondays are known as the day nobody likes. If monday was a person, it would have no friends, no family and no soul. My monday was beyond unusual today. It was 7:50am when I received a call from a very good friend of mine. He was sick and asked me if I could go pick his sister up at the airport in a couple of hours. I agreed, considering he’s one of my best friends. I got dressed and got to the airport on time. The thing about airports is that you have to wait; there’s no way out. You can either die of boredom or you can find something interesting to do. Some people listen to music, others enjoy good conversations or play games on their phones. I like to observe people; their excitement and their complete lack of emotion. The look in their eyes, especially the children. Balloons and flowers everywhere. Sometimes I can feel their anxiety, their heartbeat. I almost cried like a baby today when I saw a little girl welcoming her mother with arms wide open and a huge smile; it made me miss my mom even more. I also like to observe people who apparently have no emotions at all. People who welcome others as if it wasn’t a big deal (maybe it isn’t). The vibe at the airport can go from complete happiness to absolute sadness, depending on where you look. That’s what intrigues me the most. I waited for almost one hour and a half. She was taking way too long to arrive. “Something must have happened”, I said to myself. After speaking to someone at the information desk, I realized she had missed her flight and would arrive hours later. Today I basically went to the airport just to observe people. If you ever have a chance to quietly observe people, do so. You will be marvelled.

Side note: My friend’s sister arrived and he’s doing much better. 

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