Between Arrivals and Departures
I sit here,
Amidst Arrivals and Departures,
In this journey of life,
That promises to be an adventure for a lifetime!
I sit here,
Waiting for the connecting flight,
That soars me in the sky with as less turbulence as possible,
And lands me safe at my destination; whenever that’s supposed to be.
I sit here,
Staring at my phone,
Scrolling through Instagram endlessly,
Imagining the aesthetic shot I would want to click when I get on the flight,
And post with a certain caption to tell my followers, I’m flying, finally.
I sit here,
With all my anxious thoughts before the flight,
About the seat,
Who’s sitting beside me,
Did I zip the bag properly?
What if they lose my luggage?
And I carry all this baggage as I walk towards the cafe,
And walk back to my chair,
Then deciding to actually buy a coffee,
And deciding otherwise thinking,
What if coffee increases my anxiety,
And anyway, coffee gives me a migraine.
So, I sit here,
Between Arrivals and Departures,
To wait to reach the destination,
And do all the things I’m supposed to do,
In life and in this journey,
Which obviously I can’t do now,
For I’m in nowhere,
But somewhere,
That leads me to where I really want to go.
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