The man at LAX

Waiting for our next flight to New Orleans and this gentleman came to the terminal eating icecream.

It was the sense of inoccence that he had with the icecream cone. As if the inner child just can't help but be present for that particular event.

Now that it's over he sits quietly, with his hands in his lap. His color is too pale, and he has a sunken face. Perhaps cancer,or overcoming a drug addiction.

People are so interesting with the layers they hold inside them.