But for at least a few weeks now I've had one in my head. Standing at the airport in front of security, Sufjan Stevens's "Chicago" playing in the background.
All things go, all things go...
And I'm waiting for someone. And I have missed this person for a long time. I don't notice anyone else around me because they aren't as important as seeing this person. And for a minute I have my head down, looking, but not really, at the teal carpeted floors. And when I look up, the person is there walking towards me and everything is moving in slow motion and that one great part of the song is playing.
I've made a lot of mistakes, I've made a lot of mistakes...
And still in slow motion, we're running towards each other, more desperate than we have been the past four months. And we're there, we're together, hugging and embracing so hard and I'm crying and we're so close and I'm so relieved and this is just always how I pictured it.
About eight hours now.
Happy holidays.
posted by Allison Francis @ 5:42 PM
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