Airport Reflections

Alright, I’m currently at Istanbul Airport, seated behind a woman in her twenties who is deeply engrossed in her work. She’s fervently typing, juggling two phones, and displaying a level of productivity I haven’t matched in a while. This realization hits harder as I’ve been in a slump lately, not having worked this intensely since the onset of COVID.

The theme of this trip was personal growth. Recovering from the emotional turmoil and heartbreak I experienced, I devoted considerable time to my extended family, more than ever before. Reflecting on it now, this engagement seems to have aided in moving past my heartache. It served as a welcome distraction. I also gained insights into the Indian dating scene. In hindsight, I wish I had waited to meet her until after my visit to India; I rushed into things too hastily.

Now, sitting in the airport lounge, observing single women around, I wonder if this is how she would have behaved. She seemed so perfect, and admittedly, I’m still not over her. When I’m idle, my thoughts drift to her, affecting both my productivity and confidence. I’m at a loss about how to rebound from this.

Meanwhile, my brother has been dedicating himself tirelessly to our business and his work. I feel a twinge of guilt for not contributing as much. However, I did learn quite a bit about the business landscape in India. While I’m uncertain where this knowledge will lead us, I believe staying informed is beneficial.

I find myself captivated by the industrious woman near me. Her focus and intensity are intriguing. Perhaps that’s the type of person I’m drawn to, though I’m not sure how I’d even begin a conversation.