I am sitting in the airport lounge. I have just eaten a Maamoul and an apple. Some things don´t change. Years of traveling at a budget and health-conscious level, I still pack snacks and ignore the airport food. At least on the way out.
And yet, I feel sleek and modern. Sure, I am wearing my old sneakers but gone are the baggy outfits. I am actually wearing pants that fit and a T-shirt that is bright and revealing rather than dark and anonymous. I must be growing up. And instead of 3 books weighing down my backpack, I actually have a Kobo ereader with 105 books on it. 100 classics preloaded - some of which are worth a read: Dostoievsky, Jane Austen, even Charles Darwin and Karl Marx. Plus the ones I put on myself. I have held off reading till this moment and even now, I hold off, instead writing in this book. What if I don´t like it? Which one do I start first?
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