Airports.

We often think a library or a bookstore has a lot of stories that people have written  about family, friends, dogs, travel, and even a week.

As I sit in the airport, the mind seems to wonder and think about one thing: how many people have stories of their own that the have never shared or never told anyone? As we continue to keep these events to ourselves in our lives, the stories continue to pile up. With every day, every week, and every event that happens – it writes our own stories.

Having the ability to know just one story or one event of a person’s life can really help you understand how they work and think.

I often find airports the lonlieist but yet least lonlieist places out there.

A busy Hong Kong International Airport

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