Airports and Tears

Top of the evening to you. Or is it, bottom of the night? Whatever it is, I greet you that. I just hope that you’re still awake and you’re feeling fine as it is time for another freewriting session from yours truly. Let’s go.

To help me with this session for tonight, I have with me my favorite internet tool for times of a dry spell, randomwordgenerator.com, to give me some words that I can focus on.

It gave me five random words but I am not feeling all of it. One of them is airport so let’s just focus on that for now.

Have you ever been to an airport? How does it feel?

Airports are gateways not only to other places or countries but they are gateways to new worlds, to peoples’ dreams and ambitions. A place you want to visit, a job abroad, an internship at home base? All these opportunities are possible because airports are there.

They are pretty important and they symbolize great things to everybody.

I can still remember my first time at the airport. We were gonna fly to another country for leisure. I was so nervous and excited. There was fear and there was anticipation at the same time. All the mixed emotions stressed out my stomach and sent me to the comfort room for false alarms. I could really feel the butterflies in my stomach.

I was looking all around the place and was just amazed how big the halls were and how many people coming and going to and from everywhere.

There’s this icky feeling when you were there placing your things into a tray and you were instructed to pass through the sensors. Even though I know that I don’t have anything illegal, I was so paranoid that they will see something on my person and in my things.

You could just imagine how relieved I was when I passed the screening and they asked me to walked forward and pass the gates.

There was this sense of intimidation the moment you stand in front of the immigration officer. Beforehand, we were briefed on what to say and how to react to certain questions. But I think that there’s some special training or requirement before you can be an immigration officer.

Smiling is out of the question and I think that they are trained to not to ever show emotion. Maybe they are even required to not have eye contact with the fliers. And maybe they practiced to ask questions briefly, authoritatively and stern. They could just impose that sense of fear upon you. Even scarier than that terror professor everyone hates back in college. But they’re better because they are just indifferent.

Speaking of indifferent, what the heck. I’m now crying 😢. Not because of the immigration officers but because of this episode I’m watching. Being brothers and sisters is a magical thing. I just saw this boy offered his sister half of his lung so she could survive even if doing so means that he will be dying soon after. Awww. In his mind, in that way, he could still be with her and he will be living through her.

And it also helps to mention that the boy lives in a wheelchair and his sister does boy-like stuff like extreme skateboarding so he could watch and support her from the sidelines.

Hi there!!!

Great night eh? This has been another freewriting session. So, any thoughts? About airports and just about anything else. You know the drill, just drop them below on the comment section and I will gladly get to them.

Also if you are really dried up for ideas like me, then you may want to try randomwordgerator.com to help you come up with some topics to can write about.

I appreciate you joining me again for this one and until we read again…

Cheers!!!

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Series    : Late Nights, Drunken Thoughts
Title     : Airports and Tears
Published : 08-Mar-2022
Author :  © RB