:::FROM MY TRAVEL JOURNAL:::
And so we began, on a familiar air conditioned bus rolling South to Boston at 8:30 one morning. The Importance of Being Earnest is being ignored by myself. My travel companion, however, appears to be enjoying it. I have really no idea at all where this will take me or what effect it may have on the rest of my life. I know I will be on a plane for a very long time, but beyond that it is just fits and starts of images, artificial and imagined. In spite of it all I feel myself. The day does not seem particularly significant or strange. I know everyone is expecting this to be an out of body experience, beyond the extremes of excitement, but I fell in step with the present. I am ready (as much as I'll ever be) for whatever is to transpire. I am not changing my life, I am siply living it. It is not possible for me to live it as someone else. The future will last precisely as long as it does, and I will be there with it the whole way. Here's to safe travels.
FLICKR SET
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