Airports. What strange cities.

Places noone wants to be; an inconvenience on the way to somewhere else. They have their own etiquettes and rules. Who would have thought you'd be a departure when you arrive, and an arrival when you're about to depart? You can always check in but never check out. There is a constant sense of agitation. People killing time, or rushing to make it up. Noone is content just to be, or happy to wait.