Glass Bedroom Observation
Like a sea of people’s faces, the crowd moves in a strong current across the airport floor. They flow like a smooth, fast-running stream down the escalators. Some people come to a stop and cause a bit of a traffic jam, but the others simply continue to flow around them.
Mixed emotions float in the atmosphere. I notice a child crying. She is saying goodbye to her father who is obviously going away for a while. Tears run down a mother’s cheek, who is welcoming her son home. The reflection of a business man shows in a glass elevator – he is anxiously checking his watch. Different families bustle past me, chatting about their up-coming adventure. I glare at two mischievous, little children fighting with each other as their mother clings to them.
Mixed emotions float in the atmosphere. I notice a child crying. She is saying goodbye to her father who is obviously going away for a while. Tears run down a mother’s cheek, who is welcoming her son home. The reflection of a business man shows in a glass elevator – he is anxiously checking his watch. Different families bustle past me, chatting about their up-coming adventure. I glare at two mischievous, little children fighting with each other as their mother clings to them.