What is it about the airports?

Airports, for me, are the epitome of existential dread. These sprawling hubs are where the transient nature of life is most palpable. The constant flux of people, each lost in their own worlds, highlights the fleeting, often meaningless passage of time.

The architecture, though grand, feels cold and impersonal, echoing the emptiness of our journeys. Each gate represents not excitement but a reminder of life’s impermanence. The hurried goodbyes and strained reunions amplify a sense of isolation, underscoring the solitary paths we all walk.

Even the food courts, with their array of choices, reflect the superficial distractions we use to fill the void. Airports are a stark reminder that, despite the constant movement and noise, we are all just passing through, often disconnected and alone.






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