There is a glass dome building, sizes of buses and vehicles, going forward and past through the window of Beijing airport. I could not get on a plane. This time the reason was really stupid. I bought cheaper ticket online and misspelled one letter of my surname accidentally. Eventually, I became not me. Then, I could not go to Hong Kong just before I get there. The moment that two of my friends going to the gates, the moment that we hugged each other with weeping eyes and the last moment you were there alone, feeling lost and miserable.
Then, I stood there stupidly, realizing my self that I am no one and nothing once you crossed the border. Now, the plane has boarded… There are people, all unknown, everywhere around me. Some of their smiley faces seem empty. I thought airport is amazing and important place where magic happens. Unfortunately, this time I noticed this was just a passing point. There is no magic; instead, there are profit places such as restaurants, shops and empty seats that people sit for a while during their travel. This building feels empty. The moment you cannot do anything, even you realized that you made mistake, is the empty, gloomy and crashed.
So, there was no magic this time, I went to home in the following day. But these failed days would be a part of my life journey. Everyone learns from their mistakes. Anyways, life goes on….. Then I ordered my favorite Green tea latte with whipping cream on at the airport and sat there few hours, pondering my life; then, flew my home in the evening. If life throws a lemon to you, make lemonade with it.
