I'm currently waiting for my flight home for Thanksgiving and I've realized something. Whenever I fly home, I keep looking around in the terminal for people I know from home. The odds are probably pretty low that I'll see anyone I know going home on the same flight at the same airport on the same day, but I can't help glancing up whenever someone passes by. Maybe I'm just eager to see some of my friends.
It's odd though. Looking around at the faces of other college students returning to our shared hometown, and not recognizing any of them. Any one of them a potential acquaintance whom I'd never met or maybe had but never gotten to know. Out of a city of half a million people, I only know a relative handful. It's strange to think that I share my home predominantly with strangers.
