An Ode to Placelessness
The moments you feel in place purgatory, where you're moving from one place to another but aren't really anywhere. Where no one has any pressing expectations of you and you will simply finish what you finish and arrive when you arrive.
Train rides, airport waits, long drives.
Not in excess, I thrive in these moments.
In placelessness there is timelessness. No one in the world is expecting you to be anywhere or do anything. And when does that ever happen otherwise?
So in this moment, when I am 13.5 hours early to the airport because-- I dunno, I still can't tell time?-- I am reveling in this feeling.
Though these moments are often dismissed as inconveniences or simply the connectors of points A and B, they are to be cherished.
Finish those things you've had on the backburner, call someone you haven't in a long time, write down the thoughts you would have just forgotten. Place pergatory gives you the space and time to do those things you wouldn't in "real life".
Train rides, airport waits, long drives.
Not in excess, I thrive in these moments.
In placelessness there is timelessness. No one in the world is expecting you to be anywhere or do anything. And when does that ever happen otherwise?
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| Departure entrance of the Ngurah Rai International Airport in Bali. |
So in this moment, when I am 13.5 hours early to the airport because-- I dunno, I still can't tell time?-- I am reveling in this feeling.
Though these moments are often dismissed as inconveniences or simply the connectors of points A and B, they are to be cherished.
Finish those things you've had on the backburner, call someone you haven't in a long time, write down the thoughts you would have just forgotten. Place pergatory gives you the space and time to do those things you wouldn't in "real life".
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