The suitcases sit on the bedroom floor, with door closed to keep the sight from kitty eyes. Shirts and socks. Shoes and hats with adventure predicted by Wednesday.
I sit at the screen thinking there is so much to do, but not enough time to do it. Thinking has switched from “what to do before,” to “what to do when I return.” It such a long way from the screen to adventure. Such a long journey from here to there.
And I sit here thinking of the comforts of hearth and home – of the joys of family and the warmth of a cat sleeping on my lap.
And yet, I know that when I am back safe in my shop, slowly cutting wood, I’ll wish I’d spent more time there – somewhere else adventuring.
Sometimes you just need to fly beyond comfort and routine.
Sometimes, the world calls and we need to see beyond our walls.
I’ll be away for a while, breathing in new places and new thoughts.
This afternoon as I sit to write I am reminded of the song, “Leaving on a Jet Plane.” Here’s Peter, Paul and Mary’s version:
I’m not saying where Heather and I are off to – more about the adventure when we return. Likely I won’t be responding much to this blog, but there are a number of posts scheduled while I’m away. Ah, the joys of automation. Talk among yourselves while I gone.
The wind is blowing outside my window and it’s time to be “Leaving on a Jet Plane.”