While Waiting -

In a car on the way to an airport, I was staring at the view.
Not particularly looking at any specific thing, just letting time pass so I can start my long way home.

The road was ahead, but I was looking through the side window at the fields. Occasionally, a lamp post was passing by.
Seated passively in the passenger seat I was floating in my own thoughts.
The casual feeling of detachment from a place just before leaving was very strong.
It was my last visit there. One of many.