Another sad one. Sitting in the middle seat. It's starting to get light outside and people are starting to wake up. The flight attendants offer you coffee, once more and of course say yes, again. You take the cheap sugar and powder cream packets out and pour them into the coffee. It's really not that good, but to me, it tastes amazing, even when it doesn't. The windows open now, you can look outside now. It's about three hours left. There's no way to explain this feeling, it's just, a feeling. All you can think about is the pastures, the landing, the wandering through schipol, looking for your rental car, and breathing in the fresh morning air in the Netherlands.
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Some vibes
PoésieJust some feelings and vibes I get when I listen to certain songs. Also just so I can practice sensory details.
