airports are a completely different place when visiting alone v. with even one other human you know. I guess a lot of places are like that. i feel it most here.
you’re blatantly choosing to leave all the people and things you love and know for some other things you don’t.
it tends to be worth it if you have amazing people who will deal with and support you on your temporary “run aways”.
so again, i find myself, watching myself at the airplane window, journal writing, feeling all sentimental like i did the last time and the time before that. and all excited for a long overdue adventure.