reflections with no title

Sitting on a chair in an empty airport at 5 am, watching the tired cleaners sweep the floor with their little trucks, a ground stewardess arriving to work, and counting a total of 15 people in the whole hangar, makes me think it doesn't get lonelier than this. I am leaving Bergen today, thus concluding my journey into the uncharted (my uncharted) territories of Scandinavia and Finland. I still have some time to go around Europe, but already I feel the trip is coming to an end. I haven't done everything I wanted, The north still awaits me (or rather, I'm awaiting the north), but that just means there will be another trip. It's been a good one. Who knows what the future holds. Life is indeed a sugar cane, and I am part of it.