travel.

i’ve read that it is a sign of generational age to end texts with a period. to end sentences with punctuation on a medium that is meant to be quick and free of form. i like a good “.”. it says “That’s all.” in a Miranda Priestly sort of way. or maybe it’s more “Your turn.” a period brings closure. even though the conversation continues.

i’ve been traveling — i’m currently writing this fighting my body telling me it’s been time to go to bed for at least a while now. i was gone for two weeks in a place that was not unknown – but not as familiar as i thought. it felt so good to be back. i had to continuously remind myself that this is this time and not the trip from 20 years ago. i had to give myself permission – no, i had to insist! – to experience everything as if it was new. this is all new.

new towns. new accents. new castles. new mountains to climb. new relationships to explore. new neutrality to sit in.

i got to move through the space and time in a different space & time.

(the white dots are sheep)