A Window into Life in the Suburbs


"Consider how the lilies grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these." Luke 12:27 (NIV)

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Airport

It's 4 am Singapore time. I can't sleep. So what else is not new.
Normally I toss and turn in the bed. At the forefront of my thoughts are the day's events racing madly through my mind. The heart rate picks up. After tossing and turning some more, I pick up the iPod touch and start reading.

That's no good, however, when you're sharing a room with 3 others. Fearful that the backlight will wak the children, you get up and decide that a walk around the block might do it.
Here at Changi International Airport, a walk round the block means book shops, duty free, confectionery and the smell of coffee eminating from the Starbucks downstairs.
And free internet.
There is something hyperreal about the artificial construct of an airport. It's stop off, a shopping centre and a refuge for weary travellers.
Time is everything at an airport... an observer, an enemy and the arbiter of control. Life is present everywhere... coming and going but transcience is the name of the game.

I browse at the bookstores... the odd title catches my eye...
But a sleepy feeling overwhelms me... pehaps it is time to return to bed.

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