planes & trains

it was {six} years ago that i boarded a westbound plane from new york city to san diego. i flicked on the in-flight radio and was introduced to one of my favorite {bands}. over half a decade later, i re listened to the same song that had captured me years ago. and without permission, my thoughts began to {gallop} through my memory. floods of memories surfaced from my library of life-changing plane rides. train rides. when I’m in airports {or subways}, i can’t help but wonder who else may be taking a trip that will metamorphoses everything. a one-way ticket that single-handily transforms that person forever. and here i am. staring at them. pre-determining their personalities and character by solely what i see on the outside in the middle of a mere transportation {portal}. for all i know, they could be flying home from burying their parents. or from meeting the future employer who will finally give them a chance at a career they have dreamed of. or perhaps they are like me. flying home from a weekend of work and wedding planning. airports are nothing {exotic} or {strange} to me. i have flown in hundreds of airplanes to over twelve countries and over thirty states. i have flown to {bury} my loved ones. i have flown to finally land the job of my {dreams}. i have flown to experience {heartbreak}. and to fall in love. and perhaps that’s what {airports} have in common. a portal of memories. a portal of opportunities. a portal of life-altering moments. and this is probably why my heart races and my imagination runs wild in in these portals. i am reminded of who where i have been and where i am going. and now i am late {boarding} my flight because i am blogging.

current {music}: restless dream
current {goal}: to not sit next to a tall man who snores or a talkative socializer
current {read}: southwest inflight magazine. couldnt get any better.


{china}

{seoul south korea}

{seoul south korea}

{china}

{hanoi vietnam}

{my friend rachael. jeju south korea}

{cambodia}