In the end, I won't ask. I'm afraid that when I'm too familiar, I'm used to murdering love. When you can ask for a secret, after thinking about it, you can't think of what the secret to ask is. It seems that you know everything and are familiar with each other. Because of these blanks, I will miss and care all the time.
Capital International Airport is the loneliest space. From early morning to early morning, there are always crowds of people here, and countless people pass by. Perhaps, in the last moment, or in the next paragraph, two unfamiliar people will meet. A friend who regards the plane as a TAXI, is most afraid of the time at the airport. When she was lonely, she would dance alone at the airport without anything else, just to drive away the boredom and loneliness surrounding her.
Most of the time, it is early morning when I leave and early morning when I return. The earliest and the latest departure of the day. In a trance, time will be forgotten, as if those times are in another world. A blue disease-like world. There are big and big white cotton candy, there is a sky that makes people yearn, there is a desire to jump, and there is a desire to melt in it.
She would fall asleep for a moment when the beautiful flight attendant provided food, and when she woke up, she stretched out her hand in a trance and her arms were empty, only to remember that it would take a few hours to hold that soft and warm child.
Thirty thousand feet in the sky, in a trance, I saw those children walking past me one by one, through the outstretched fingers, towards the sky between the blue and white; in a trance, I saw the innocent smiles of their youth.
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