May 25, 2004
"Whenever there's a beginning, there's an end..."
Gotta stop stealing lines from movies. But this phrase sticks to me... I am going to be in paradise in less that a few hours. Paradise meaning, on a plane away from all this stress. One paradise. I can dream it. Now soon to be reality, and I'm scared of it. The richness that travel brings to a person can only be shadowed by the lack of that moment in time. Place this intense experience.... two weeks.... and that time feels like an eternity of pure pleasure... only to be tortured by the lack of this pleasure. Sure sounds like a drug addicts agony. A little ambitious to think that things will turn out the way we would like, but the point is not the events that will occur, it's the lack of events the we have to do in routine. The new. The unexplored. the unexpected.
Open eyes. I look forward to shutting off my brain and letting the senses take over.
...and I do look forward to the pain I will feel ending home... It's the kind of pain worth missing.
BEGIN!