May 5th, 2008

I’m flying to Tampa to be on a tv show today and even though it’s just an overnight trip filled with work, I’m looking forward to being on a flight path. I hate the stale germ-filled air and sterile bland food in airports as much as anyone, but sometimes I can get myself completely divorced from the expectations waiting on either end of the trip. And then I love the feeling of being weightless, anonymous, invisible. It’s as if the airport becomes a blank slate for my own thoughts and then I can free-associate, read, write in my notebooks, let my mind wander above all the white noise in the background. Of course this doesn’t work when flights are delayed or cancelled, security lines are snaking down the halls or I’m dreading where I’m going. If it did, my erratic meditation would be paying off.

One Response to “Waiting”

  1. design for mankind. says:

    OOOh– how was the TV show?! 🙂