airport

"At the airport terminal, I feel so unusual

And everybody here is having an unusual day It's 10:24 in an unusual time zone

And I'm feeling fine in an unusual way."

 It’s insane the way airports make you feel so isolated even though it’s full of diversity. People from every part of the world. But knowing this… why do i feel so lonely? I know I am. I know i could just start a conversation with someone next to me but no. My chances into running with someone nice are the same as running into someone awful. Can’t risk it. 

 Maybe i just hate public spaces, everyone looks so social and open but why am i here so desperate to go. I mean everyone is but im not enjoying it like everyone. Maybe it’s the wrong destination. Maybe their destination is paradise, even though we might go to the same place why do i loathe it. How come they don’t see it they way i do. WHY ARE THEY SO HAPPY???

 I don’t envy them. I envy the me who was at home lying in bed. Cozy as i talk to him. Trying to wake him up as he ask for 10 more minutes as usual. Hearing little noises every few minutes. While he’s oblivious of how precious he is even when he sleeps.

I wish you were here.