Day 9 (26.09.2015) “Airport"
I found myself at the airport wishing my mother farewell and as i looked above at the flashing notice boards of departure signs I slowly thought to myself, I want to travel I want to be on a plane right now going to some undisclosed location.
Why couldn’t that be me, as she took the clear bag she slowly dismantled the contents of her bag and gently put her miniature liquids in the cellophane plastic bag.
As I watched the formulaic ritual it got me thinking about language! How a process in speech and communication can be come so formulaic how we say words but to some extent have no care for the format.
My perspective of "The message” has got me me thinking about whether the format of speaking the words is more important than the meaning of these words.