The airport is such a funny place. I sit here, waiting for it to be time for this flight to SEattle to board and I hardly see anyone smile. Perhaps everyone here is traveling for strictly business, but I highly doubt that. This place holds so many people throughout the day, yet is so impersonal. I could spend the rest of my time here trying to smile at strangers, but barely anyone would look up from their laps, let alone smile back. I am ready for the plane to come and take me away. Even if the person I sit next to may not even say a sweet hello, at least I will have the sky to talk to.