Waiting in the Rain
Two lonely birds sitting in the rain, waiting to carry their passengers onward. Sometimes I feel a bit melancholy when traveling. I enjoy the trips, I do, but sometimes the weight of traveling alone with nobody to talk to but a pocket-sized stuffed monkey becomes heavy.
Loneliness can ruin a trip, dull the thrill of an adventure and make even the typical travel hassles seem insurmountable. I always enjoy traveling with a friend more, but some days it’s just cold, drizzling greyness.