karmarobot

ok. so I am back. Or somewhat back. I am writing this in a terminal with a bunch of other people waiting on the same flight as I am. that lovely lovely flight back home.

Heh, its kind of funny. I'd always thought that airport terminals were interesting places. So many lives cross, but dont quite touch. different expressions on every face, everyone is different. But this terminal is the opposite. the only thing here is several hundred people in one uniform or another, each eith the same mixture of boredom, and a burning need to board that plane that is bringing you home. i would feel sorry for them, if i wasnt one of them.

its good to be back here...