This morning is filled with the millions of details required to get self and stuff out the door and on the road for the better part of seven weeks. It’s the always enervating start to what’s bound to be an exciting, energizing trip.
The good news is that the small blogging binge I’ve been on here for the last several days has done the thing that I’ve had to remind myself of more than a couple of times in recent years: it’s made me receptive to the things that cross my consciousness that might be worth writing about, and it’s limbered me up a bit so that the writing can happen.
So I’m looking forward to spending some time on today’s long flight doing a bit of writing, and to doing even more when I get where I’m going. One has to depart, I suppose, in order to arrive.