Daily Prompt: In Transit

Train stations, airport terminals, subway stops: soulless spaces full of distracted, stressed zombies, or magical sets for fleeting, interlocking human stories?
Sitting at the airport working on my newest blog entry, listening not to the canned music that’s being piped in all over the place, instead I’ve got my favorite cd in: Il Divo and I’m just chillin, watching the people go by, wondering where they are going and where they’ve been….some dressed in business clothes others in casual clothes, each with their own thoughts and feelings as they come and go.
It’s funny I will most likely never see any of these people again but somehow at this very moment, in this space and time we have all managed to cross each others paths without even realizing that we ever existed. Continue reading “My Secret Thoughts!”

