I look across the water at the airport and the planes with all those people on board. All those people; who are they? Are they safe, free, afraid, running away, on vacation, working, starting over, finishing it, alones or with families, loved or hated, hunters or hunted? Who are those people? Nosy me; I wonder what are their stories, their journeys.

About carolyncarceo

cat lover, fantasy writer, library rat, explorer (within limits), kid at heart
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2 Responses to Journeys

  1. Anthony C. says:

    interesting little story piece. When you walk by people that you don’t know. You really don’t know who they are. A loner maybe on his or own path. Its been a long time since I have been on a plane myself. But reading this does make me wonder.

  2. I always wonder. This wondering is what makes us writers. We wonder, and then we write that story.

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