The Airport.
Probably one of the most depressing places in the world.

I hate being at airports because everywhere you look there's someone holding their baby for the last time in three months, or someone kissing there partner, or someone still waving at a car that left three minutes ago...
It's so sad.

We went to the airport today to drop some relatives off, and i really have no idea how i managed to keep myself from dropping the floor and crying my heart out. To be honest, i wasn't that sad about them going, because they're going for a good reason & they'll be back soon. But the people around us were crying so hard, and the atmosphere was just so sad.

The other thing about airports that hits me everytime, is that there are so many people flying out of the country each day. I can't help but wonder where they're going, how long they're going for and if they're even coming back.

So many stories in one place.
And i don't know any of them.