Airports
It had been hard keeping in touch with S, but for some reason we have managed to stay exclusive. For some reason, though, everyday, I feel more and more attached to him, to the point of craziness.
I have been hanging out at the airport last night. I dropped a friend, Melai, off. She had stayed in Cebu for a couple of days for a conference of some sort. Now, during the past year, I have been in an airport for countless times. Sometimes, these are very happy moments because I'm coming home. Sometimes, these are sad moments of me leaving. And sometimes, there's just a numbness you feel in these antiseptic environments, these middle places.
Anyway, after dropping her off, I have been walking around the Mactan airport aimlessly. Eventually I came to the end of the terminal, where the ticketing offices are. It took me some time to realize where I was. I found that there was a ticket sale with Zestair. I called S, and asked him if he was free for the next couple of days. I bought roundtrip tickets. Not for me, but for S, so he could come visit me.