Dreamy Kastrup

Kastrup, the international airport of Copenhagen. Trains arrive, wait for the people to get in. And leave, finally... People come with the hurry to catch the airplane, some with big baggage, some other with just a small one. Holidays, job. People leave the airport, arriving from another city, country, continent, and take the train, the way home. Finally. I'm tired. As blurry as it is, I feel tired and this dreamy feeling follows me on my way home. I pull my big bag filled with mexican goods and stuff. Goodbye, we're gonna miss you at home, say some. Welcome home, say others.

...I said to myself, welcome home.