Goodbye, Farewell, Amen

After four flights over a 30 hour period and crossing about a dozen time zones, it's good to be home. It would be nice if somebody up there would leave the lights on for a little longer and turn the heat up a couple of notches, bu then again, I guess that wouldn't be a Victorian winter. Less than 48 hours after arriving home, I find myself sitting infront of my computer at work. My body is not even close to knowing what time zone it's in (why else would I be here at 5:30am?) and already I know that probably my biggest battle will be to rediscover my motivation. Motivation, both for being back at work and for not resigning the past 3 months to becoming a fading memory.

I return to a recent memory and can't help but smile. As my plane was taxiing at Atlanta airport, at the start of my long journey home, I looked at this trip in a new light. It felt as though it had been a reward, helping me to celebrate all that I have accomplished over the past two years. With that thought I realised that I am ready to close that chapter of my life. What made me smile is that the chapter about to begin is full of unknowns and opportunities, and, perhaps for the first time, I can honestly say that I wouldn't have it any other way.

For as long as I am able, I'm sure that I will bore people silly with tales both tall and true. So be warned, and be careful what you ask! I will have to do some (pretty severe) editing of my photos. Not even I am sadistic enough to make anybody sit through all 5532!

I hope you have enjoyed reading this at least half as much as I have enjoyed writing it. Stay tuned; with so much of the world still to explore, it's a pretty safe bet that this blog will be back.