Ecclesiastes: Free my heart.

In the words of Meshell Ndegeocello, “I’m so ready to go.”

My “staging area” above. Packing is almost finished. I left for Ethiopia almost three years ago, to the day, that I’m flying to Belize. Six weeks, rather than four months. All seem like very short times. All are eternities when you live them.

I picked the color orange for my locks, this time around. But the code is the same: the date of my first kiss, backwards and condensed.

Three years ago, leaving home to travel was terrifying and lonely. Now, it’s a return home, a return to self.

How did that happen?

3 Comments on “Ecclesiastes: Free my heart.”

  1. Jeanne Manzer says:

    Bon Voyage! Have a great experience! Jeanne

  2. Lorma says:

    I feel lame that I don’t know the date of my first kiss. I do know that it was in CGT lobby – with one Jeff Alguire.

    I hope you have a wonderful trip. Stay safe.

  3. Kat says:

    I hope your travels are exactly what you need them to be.

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