Flight
It’s lightly snowing out and as I drive to the airport it makes the road glimmer in the street lights like little diamonds covering the ground. I am nervous that your flight will be delayed. I check my phone, it shows it is still on time. I park at the airport and walk across the terminal – the airport is quiet and the snow tries to soften the sound of my heels hitting the pavement with no avail. I gaze up at the monitor to check the gate, it’s gate 2. I walk to the gate and I think about...