I like to see people reunited, maybe that's a silly thing, but what an I say, I like to see people run to each other, I like the kissing and they crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can't tell fast enough, the ears that aren't big enough, the eyes that can't take in all of the change, I like the hugging, the bringing together, the end of missing someone, I sit on the side with a coffee and write in my daybook, I examine the flight schedules that I've already memorized, I observe, I write, I try not to remember the life that I didn't want to lose but lost and have to remember
The narrator expresses a fondness for witnessing the emotional reunions of people. Describing the joy evident in their affectionate gestures, like hugging and kissing, they capture the essence of human connection, demonstrating how powerful and fulfilling those moments can be. The excitement of stories being shared in a rush, and the overwhelming reactions of individuals seeing each other again, highlights the depth of these relationships and the relief that comes when separations end.
Additionally, the narrator reflects on their own experience of loss and the bittersweet nature of observing such joyful reunions while grappling with memories of someone they miss. Seated with a coffee and pen, they document their thoughts, acknowledging the pain of what has been lost while celebrating the happiness of those who are reunited. This dual perspective emphasizes the complexity of human emotions, intertwining joy with melancholy as they navigate their reflections.
