I help her with her baggage

I can tell he wants to talk to me by the way he tries to catch my eye.  No, he doesn't want to talk to me in particular, he just wants to talk to someone.  I open my book so there's somewhere else to look but I do not read because I am still biting on a thought, half-formed and ugly.  I am not ready to talk just yet.

He says, Hey you spend a lot of time in airports.  It's not really true, not in general, just lately.  I do not always go so many places.  Sometimes I am totally motionless except for my heart.



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