The more time I spend in airports, 

the more I find that first and last loves happen at airports and on airplanes. 

I’ve watched through glass windows as couples make their ways through 

walking escalators, maybe on their first trip

or on their last trip.

I’ve watched businessmen and women, calling their loved ones in

cheap chain restaurants, giving them an update on their stress level from 

trying to navigate through unseasoned airport visitors who

aren’t swift with packing for TSA standards. 

I’ve watched people travel solo, documenting their journeys, 

eating alone in expensive airport diners where they can spend money 

on classy glasses of wine and crafted beers because 

they aren’t sure who else to spend it on.

 

But throughout all of my experiences in airports, 

I never really paid much attention to my own. 

 

I’ve always enjoyed the bustle of airports, 

never quite feeling companionless, even on a red eye flight 

because I was never the only solo traveller, anywhere 

in the world. 

 

Though each time I return from a trip, 

I watch my relationships change as I modify from all of the 

life I have experienced through each pass of an airport.

Sometimes relationships end, and sometimes they begin

at airport baggage claims. 

 

And I wonder if we are all jumping onto planes, 

wondering where our next relationships will begin

who they will begin with

where they will begin

And while we may not all be literally sifting our way through 

airports around the world

we are sifting through our own luggage, dropping our unnecessary baggage

in the back of our brains while we internally search for new luggage, 

opening our hearts to tickets that will take us to unexplored areas, 

in search of bettering ourselves. 

 

And I’ve been recently wondering if I have stopped

searching for new places to travel

because I have found a baggage claim in my mind

and in the world 

that I am comfortable spending a little extra time exploring

because I know what familiar face

waits at the other end of the baggage claim, 

eager to begin a new adventure with me.

 

This piece has been published on Thought Catalog. You can view the published version here

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