I’m sitting outside on the balcony to my hotel room in Atlanta. I am staying at the Renaissance Concourse, which is right next to the airport. There is an access road between me and one of the Delta parking lots. I’ve been sitting here for about thirty minutes now, just enjoying the comings and goings of the planes. I’m sure if I lived here and had to deal with it on a day to day basis I would get tired of something like this very quickly. I think I am just enjoying the change of pace.

Interestingly enough the airport is very pretty at night. It’s odd to say something so blustering and hectic could be beautiful, but it has its charms. Work is going to be long tomorrow so this won’t be long at all. It most definitely won’t contain any deep prose, meaning, or touching sentiments. It’s just something from a guy sitting with a laptop outside enjoying the cool night air. Would be fun to have a friend here, but I’m not going to sweat it. Think I’m gonna go watch a movie on Netflix now. Later!