I think a lot of people live their life in airports. Stuck, waiting for something just over the horizon. Travelers come into their life, and leave when the time is right, but they just keep waiting. I've had a lot of conversations recently about agency and preserving your passions. About not letting yourself drift. Living with a purpose, and avoiding that sense of complacency that creeps in as you age. There's so much we can't control. So much so that it can blind us to how easily we could change. Tomorrow, you could catch that flight. You could go anywhere. You could be a new person. You could leave the airport.

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