i’m a people-watcher

i learned it from my mother. since the internet is not working, i figured blogging is the next best option. the airport is one of the best places to find interesting people. take the lady across from me, we’ll call her ms. sniffles. that’s all she’s been doing – sniffling, coughing, hacking up a lung into a dirty crumpled napkin she yanks from her pocket. once fully-filled with her germy hackings, she returns it to her pocket. really? not to mention, half the time she doesn’t reach it in time. note to self: avoid sitting next to ms. sniffles in mid-air at all costs. then there’s the scrooges sitting next to me. they want to sleep and are making it very clear that all of us around them are disturbing their attempts to get some shut eye. finally, mrs. scrooge just huffed something about “i’m moving, blah blah this is ridiculous, don’t these people have any decency yada yada.” her diligent husband quickly picks up their bags and now they are in the corner, sitting next to equally (if not more) disturbing little kids. haha, life isn’t always greener. or, take me for example…i just freaked out because i can’t get my netbook to connect to the public wifi. it’s like, even though i’m surrounding by tons of people, i feel completely alone unless i’m about to gain access to the world wide web. kevin is right – i do live in the virtual world. all i can hear is “wheel of fortune!” from the slot machines, a muffled lady over the intercom and random mumblings from surrounding members of society. it’s at the airport when i feel most alone. for the most part, it’s a place to say goodbye and then say your prayers, hoping that your plane won’t go down. i’m sad right now. i said goodbye to kevin, semi-distracted from that oh-so-familiar lump in throat. every time i have to leave him i cry. it’s like i’m not myself without him. i wish i didn’t have to leave. maybe one day life won’t be so much of a drag. karen keeps saying that we have a bright future, things will get better, yada yada….i hope she’s right.