Departures

You were probably wondering what I did at the Southwest Airlines terminal during my six-hour layover in Chicago. I read a few magazines. I ate a salad. I worked on some letters. Mostly, though, I sat at a tiny table with red vinyl toadstools planted around it in the "Kid's Corner" and watched Pink Panther episode after Pink Panther episode. It was a departure, I think, from the frenzy and noise and three screens' worth of CNN in the rest of the terminal.