Airports are the epitome of human connection.
The intersection of so many stories.
The hub of every emotion.
Someone is running to arrivals desperate to hug their sister.
Someone just kissed their grandparent goodbye, possibly for the last time.
Someone just left their hometown to start an entirely new life alone.
People are hungry and tired and frustrated and excited and hopeful and sad and relieved and scared and overjoyed.
Even when there is nothing, they’re is always something.
Constant and endless, like a beating heart.
So many beginnings, so many endings, and every possibility.
All under the same roof.