She looked around. It was a crowded airport. Many gates, many people, crammed in a tiny space. She found herself wanting to run away; literally, run. Stump stump. Breaking away tethers.
She looked around some more and the only way out was the escalators to the baggage claim. She felt suffocated.
She head to a gate further away from hers and sat down where there were a few seats empty on her either sides, a rare relief.
Wished to drink a mocha, wished not to be there.
She was alone... So very lonely too.
There were many kids strolling around in t-shirts and shorts wiggling and waggling while walking with their tiny feet. Would any be able to speak two languages?
This place was impossible. The beach and sailing boats and ocean breeze in the palm trees right in front of her eyes. But unreachable. Heartbreaking. Aggrieving.
Time to fly away. No looking back!
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Lonely sounding but your friends are always with you. Just as mine are as I head for a trip tomorrow
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