As weird as it sounds, one of my favorite places to be is the airport. As soon as I step into the revolving doors with my luggage in hand, it makes me so happy. I love that feeling of knowing you’re going to get away from the place you know that bombards you with drama and bullshit. It just gives you the reassuring feeling of having a temporary enjoyment miles away from what you’re used to. It takes you away from the usual for a bit. I just can’t explain the feeling of airports. <3