There's something oddly refreshing about walking in an airport to me. I'm not sure why...maybe it's because my dad is a pilot, or maybe it's my love for traveling, but either way...it can be somewhat serene. Maybe not when you're rushing to make a connection, but usually, at least to me, there is a quaint feeling. I think it's a small metaphor for life -- which can be sad and yet somewhat affirming...everyone is going somewhere. So many different destinations, so many different journeys, so many different ways of getting to where you're going...but everyone is going somewhere.
And you get to be one person in the midst of an "everybody..." with a destination in sight and enjoying the walking in between...thinking, praying, listening, and watching...so many different people, cultures, families, and lives all being connected through one place...and through that one place, everyone's journeys overlap even for just a moment. There's just something so neat about it...
"When you travel, and when you read, you are not actually alone, but rather surrounded by other worlds entirely, the footsteps and phrases of whole other lives keeping you company as you go." - Shauna Niequist, Cold Tangerines
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