terminal illness.

i've been stuck at this stupid halifax airport for over 4 hours now. still 1.5 hours left before i finally get on the charlottetown flight. this month alone, i've spent more time in airports and airplanes than my own place.

i feel like Tom Hanks from the movie Terminal. It does get really boring being stranded in an airport. I've done all my work for the next few days on my laptop, i've read every single rag (i now know everything there is to know regarding the jen-brad break up), i think i smell like an airplane seat now.

funny. never thought i would complain about being away from home. i used to dig it because it would be a break from the ordinary. but now travelling is the norm for me and i long to stand on solid ground. at least for awhile.