I can’t wait to go, and I don’t want to go. There’s the rub when you go away and leave your home and family behind. I constantly look for the next adventure and live for the moment I get to the correct gate, then get on the plane. Then I think about loneliness and fear. Then I think about how exciting it is to be going, going, going!!!
I have to leave to go to She Runs soon, so my
obsession meditation on the subject will be over for a little while. Then I’ll get home and check my packing job again.