The thing about airports-

The past few months have been a blur of waiting at different airports. I’ve discovered a variety of things since then: Boston-Logan Airport has terrible wifi, Portland International Airport and Seattle-Tacoma have live music, there are slot machines everywhere in McCarrran, all Asian airlines flight attendants are always impeccably dressed and look like they come out of high end fashion magazines,  and no matter where you are,  airport food is always ridiculously overpriced.

But the one thing with international airports is that every person that passes by you, you will probably never see again. From all corners of the earth, everyone’s life journey briefly crosses paths, unlikely to intersect again. All these unique individuals with their own lives, worries, and dreams spend a few insignificant seconds making an appearance and then subsequently disappearing as if they never existed. So I sit here and watch the ebb and flow of people coming and going, landing and departing, knowing that I will likely never encounter them again. So bittersweet; what an exquisite experience of sonder.

‘Hi, my name is Joie Nikita Ha, we will probably never see each other again so I wish you all the happiness and fulfillment in your life.’


n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.

Picture: Taken at JFK Airport after Kappa Phi Lambda Neo Retreat

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