A friend- aug 4th

August 4th
Romania
And the flight to Vienna will leave in forty minutes. That is of course the flight BEFORE mine. I have crossed security, without interest in totally missing my flight. Outside a woman I wanted to sit with. Relaxed in her long skirt something spread out on the ground under tree. An excuse of needing a light to speak but I did not, yet sat in front of her a bit and after she left for a while when she returned she sat down with me.
As well talked through some broken language communications but English fluidity to a good enough degree. She a Roma of back ground and of her history. At 15 married. Off to belgum to see her husband there for work, who pushed her into a car at that age to make her go to the hotel and then she was his wife. Instead of going to Germany to school or study other place. Interesting, was it all truths? I don’t know but she was safe in my space and me in hers. She spoke of corruption and very hard living but our energies were in line for the many hours we sat together in the darkening lawn from early evening till the day was soon to change to the next. Incredible to experience this would be a woman I would choose to be good friends with. If we crossed in our lives.
How different for either of us. A lifetime away from each others experience but friendship would grow with time, as something exists. I hope she is fine through the night outside the airport. I know I am fine in this waiting room. Although sleep could end in a missed flight. When the delay was mentioned I should have asked about an earlier flight. Being that I was here so early but I didn’t assume more than one went out in the evening. Being that chris dropped me an hour and half early. Here I am. Hopefully this flight…I can too leave on. We will see. How wonderful my full life. Not enough time for sleeping though.. Goodness Celine Dion , you are everywhere. Sleep.