“Flight 645 will be departing from gate A4.” the lady at the gate said. “Departure will be in thirty minutes please have your tickets ready.” She continued. Looking over at the desk, she was joined by two other airport personnel and a security guard. There was some commotion going on with an older man and what must be his wife. Shrugging, I dove back into my tablet, reading the schedule that was sent to me.
I looked out the window at the aeroplanes landing or being pulled or pushed back and forth and thought back on the events of the past three years.
I got thrown out of my house by my ex-wife. She had found someone else and deemed it necessary to throw all of my belongings out of the house.
Since then, life has gone downhill. I lost my job, had a stint in jail after a misunderstanding with a bar owner.
I shook my head at the memory of that night then pushed the memory to the back of my mind. When I came out after a few months, I decided to take my life by the horns and take control.