In transit
He sits quietly in the corner, minding his own business, stirring his tea mechanically every so often. He seems focused during this mundane task, but staring as him long enough, one discovers that he's constantly darting glances across the table. Stirr, stirr, quick look to the left and then back down, a heavy sigh, examining his finger nails, take a sip, shakes his head, stirr stirr, a quick look to his right...
She's eating her sandwich quickly, sloshing down some pills while she's at it with her acryllic red nails wrapped around a diet coke. She checks her palm pilot, and then she's off...forgetting her jacket on the chair. 5 minutes later she returns looking frantic-relieved-annoyed, and then she's off again...
They're trying to count all their kids, the little one won't shut up about the puppy he wants when they get back home and the baby is howling louder than the blaring holiday music over the p.a system. The stroller is pink with smiling bunnies on it that seem to be chasing each other. The mother looks bored, the father looks tired, and the older kid is looking for one of their siblings.
airports...what a strange place for ordinary people
She's eating her sandwich quickly, sloshing down some pills while she's at it with her acryllic red nails wrapped around a diet coke. She checks her palm pilot, and then she's off...forgetting her jacket on the chair. 5 minutes later she returns looking frantic-relieved-annoyed, and then she's off again...
They're trying to count all their kids, the little one won't shut up about the puppy he wants when they get back home and the baby is howling louder than the blaring holiday music over the p.a system. The stroller is pink with smiling bunnies on it that seem to be chasing each other. The mother looks bored, the father looks tired, and the older kid is looking for one of their siblings.
airports...what a strange place for ordinary people
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