Adrift In Line
As I waited in line to place an order for my morning coffee, I took in the glorious sight outside and thought to myself how happy I was to finally be through airport security. It was early morning at LAX, the sun painting the sky a deep crimson beyond the terminal’s towering windows. Airplanes sat quietly at their gates. Baggage carts and trucks zipped around the tarmac, growing busier with the coming light of the day. Even in that early…