Lets drop this pretence for a moment. Start again. I am heading somewhere, excuse me, sorry, excuse me – I am flying to marry my husband, via Find Him First. Everyone suggested a direct flight but no, at least you get a few stops offs and it’s a lot cheaper. Or I am flying to Satisfaction. Check-in desk for Notoriety now closed. Astronomical Wealth, only one flight a week, always sold out. Exclusive island. Gate number for last flight to That Perfect Job, Final Boarding to a Better Car. Delayed flight to Health and Well Being? We can’t get there by going. These things are not the destination, these things are the flight. And in the meantime, it’s costing the earth as we all know. It’s not the flight that does it, that costs the earth, it’s our thinking that Manage My Booking has nothing to do with anyone else. I am a philosopher by trade. That’s why I am wearing this suit. Continue readingI don’t exist. There’s no job description for a dancing philosopher. Not a dance philosopher, some of those are still employed, no, no – a dancing philosopher. *** This queue is like…it’s like queueing for the Ark.
Stuck in Departures due to Volcanic ash falling over Europe- the snow outside, the swarm of us inside, camped out now in a waiting area, splayed all over each other, each of us with our own baggage.
I find it hard to grasp how we can be a grain of sand, insignificant, and yet important – at the same time. That we are scattered like this in fractional millions but can still get in someone’s eye. How together, we can bury a whole planet, but apart – we can’t even be seen.
Ah…….there’s a always a screen to stare at….
Inspiring gateways are easier than you think
This poster can make your life happier than any other in Departures.
Experience. You can’t buy it but you can bank on it.
Safety in numbers.
we’ve all got a lot of baggage here.