I was supposed to be on a plane to Japan today--they took off without me and I find myself looking at my watch for the time and checking the weather with their itinerary. But here I am cumbered and tethered by duty to family and work and feeling resentful. :-(
MCC captures the essence of travel so well with her song. There are those that say that travel is a waste of time and money --that we're just chasing what's already gone. But for me it's always called my name even though I really hate flying. There's just something about going and coming and discovering new places. I still hear those bells in Brussels from last spring! The charm of Utrecht--whenever I retire I want to spend about two months there. How I long to go back to Seattle--the Emerald City. If I could I would live there, then again New Mexico has always been that place that is sacred to me for various reason. Walking half way down Manhattan and driving down open country roads in Ohio.
Yes, I want to hold my suitcase by the handle and be waking/running and I want to be going/coming...
Today, tonight I want to feel my heart expanding with excitement and I don't want to be alone, I just want to be someone else, untethered and unknown while being far from home and Japan surely would've been far from home. Alas, I hope to be on that plane in July to Idaho and discover what does it mean to travel. Still, I wish I were in Japan now.