The Terminal Ch.I
What a beautiful face
I have found in this place
That is circling all round the sun.
The airport bar was crowded, as if it wasn’t eleven in the morning and instead it was late into the night on a busy street in a college town. The only exception being the fact that everyone was mildly miserable being in an airport and drinking just to pass the time as opposed to find someone to take home that night. Some were drinking because the Christmas music was still playing despite the holidays being over. Others were drinking for the same reason with different vigour. Families that came together separated and fell apart with promises of weekly calls and lingering hugs, and then everyone ended up at the bar.