come on come on come on

I find airports are entirely too transitional. Something should be normal, like a trip home, and yet I feel like I'm standing at the precipice of some large and tiresome adventure. (maybe that's because of the invasive secruity check-in and the fact that I've already been here for 3.5 hours.)
It's just home. And only for 10 days. But perhaps I will surprise myself, and be intrepid. Or perhaps something intrepid is about to find me.