made a short trip with dad to the airport to meet his clients.
i've always been intrigue by the airport.. Different levels evokes different emotions. The Arrival hall, filled with anxiety, hope, yearning. The Departure hall, always a sense of melancholy.. i prefer the arrival hall better. Love is always in the air.
Right now i yearn for something i hardly can comprehend. not appreciation, not love, not power. what is it?
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