Nelson Airport

Nelson airport is small, n security, and a roaring cafe. Small Turbo props await through the morning mist. The sea lays before us. I was going to say something stupid. Something negative. But I gave it a day. I have noticed Karma has followed us. Whenever something negative I have done, it has come back to haunt us. Karma has followed us, and until now, I thought little of it. However, this day I am a firm believer in Karma. If I have done wrong, wrong will most certainly befall me. If I think love, love has been thought on me. Unless those are not smiles but smirks people shoot in my direction.