something so peculiar about traveling, about airports specifically... time seems suspended. no matter what airport across the country i find myself in, they feel the same. also a funny balance between waiting and rushing.
there is an adorable baby next to me with wide blue eyes, perpetually drooling and smiling haplessly at me. even still, i hope the adorable baby has a different seat once we board the plane. unexpected shrieking on an airplane is my nightmare.
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