That Airport Life

There’s something about airports. Something that I love and something that I hate. I love that when I am in an airport, I am starting an adventure regardless of whether I am coming or going. I’m starting the adventure of the next day of my life. I love that when I am in an airport I see people I will never see again. People who are going on a completely different journey than me even if we are going to the same place. I love that when I am in an airport I can pretend I know what I am doing. I always walk with a purpose through airports because I feel like it makes me look important. I love that when I am in an airport, after the hustle and bustle of trying to make it through the security line, you can finally sit and relax. There’s an incredible sense of accomplishment at the end of it all. I love that when I am in an airport, I am growing. Growing wiser in my travel knowledge, growing more confident in my ability to figure it out, growing in my awareness of others.

I hate that when I am in an airport, my mind wanders and always wishes I were elsewhere. I hate that when I am in an airport I always get a sinking feeling in my stomach that I’m going to get sick. I hate that when I’m in an airport, I get butterflies before every flight. I hate that when I am in an airport, I sit in uncomfortable chairs wishing I were at home. I hate that when I am in an airport, I am more focused on what others are doing.

But most of all, I love that when I am in an airport, I know that something awaits me on the other end of the journey. I know it’s one step closer to formulating the me that I hope I can become one day.

How do you feel about airports?

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3 thoughts on “That Airport Life

  1. brittanyherriot says:

    Love this 🙂 I get the same mixed emotions in airports- I love the exciting feeling of heading off on an adventures, of new horizons just ahead. But I always have anxiety as well, worries that they will lose my bags, that I will miss my flights, that I can’t sleep on the 8 hour flight (never can sleep on planes!). And I adore the people watching, and most of all I love seeing people be reunited – the joy, the hugs and the love!

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