It's been a while since I came to the gate at this hour, the familiar motions of a red eye across the continent, the slight ache at contorting oneself into uncomfortable hours to save a few bucks and a day. Revel in extra hours of airport limbo, you love that liminal space where nothing matters and feelings get distilled into drifting announcements, like harmless curiosities you can study from a safe distance. I forgot my eye mask, my ear plugs, it's been too long since I embarked on such a sleep. Maybe it doesn't matter. Maybe nothing matters. It's nearly May, you are invincible. At the other end of the flight, your dearest friends take on another day of poison in weary veins. Maybe you can share some of your matter with them. It's nearly May, you are indefatigable. There was a time I thought I couldn't live anymore but I don't know that time now, don't understand its conviction. The blessing lies in not knowing that darkness when you're bathing in light. One more hour till boarding. A few more hours till home.
The blessings are too many to count.
But it doesn't stop you from trying.
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