GONE AWHILE

Though my travel anxiety is at high pitch, I've got a ticket in hand and packed a reasonable bag. The train leaves at 2 p.m. and dear friends expect me in Massachusetts at 5:30 p.m.  Some future time perhaps I'll write an essay about the difficulty of leaving my comfort zone. Better yet, maybe it will simply dissolve and become irrelevant.

At the Zendo last Night

Meanwhile, I'll be without the internet resting weary eyes and busy, bouncing brain cells until late August.

~*~

I wish you all ease and joy.