A new day
When i’m tired, i’ll drag my feet over to T3′s viewing mall where its practically empty of human beings. I have a shirt, a jacket and a pair of jeans that’ll keep me warm with the benches as my bed. My bag will be my pillow. Here, the air is never warm and strangers are always welcome.
As i walk past empty shops and corridors I see strangers asleep blissfully in corners unseen. Some are perched atop benches while others are curled up into tiny angels
I’ll wake up to christmas songs and the sight of planes taking off and landing! These precious moments alone with God, moments that I treasure dearly.
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