i love the airport and i love planes.i would like to go to the airport and just sit there and watch people all day. i have retained some magic from my childhood and that magic remains in 2 things: christmas and airports. i'm excited because one of these days it'll be me going somewhere and it will be me coming home to see my family waiting. mom and elise came home today. the doors opened and they walked in. we smiled, hugged and brought them home. it doesn't feel so lonely here anymore. i missed mom bickering about the house and elise hogging the phone. as much as i want to go somewhere and see something new i don't want home to change. i want it to remain the same. after years of traveling i'll come home and relish in the nostalgia. and all the dull passing moments will be remembered as nice lazy summer days...