There is something magical about taking a trip. The moment you leave the comfort of your home and work, you are just you. You can carry as much or as little of your “self” with you. Traveling can be the most liberating experience in our lives if we let it be. And yet, we move so quickly through the terminals to catch our connecting flights that we sometimes miss this freedom.
You don’t have to be a government employee or a teacher or a musician or a school bus driver. You don’t have to be anything except a person with your one piece of carry-on luggage and one personal item.
I love to watch people in the airport when they are in this in-between space. Some rush by too busy to notice, while others dive deep into a novel or stare blankly at a wall or, like me, watch those around them imagining the stories of strangers.
Before you board your connecting flight and land safely at your final destination, you can just be you. Who will you be? What will you do?