backing off of the northeast wind, sailing on summer breeze - skipping over the ocean like a stone.
so long to the past, and england, here we come.
I won’t be on this much because I will not have a computer - and I am actually extremely excited about this prospect, I will be linking my blog to this site however for when I update on my travels. http://vagabondsshoes.blogspot.com/
I am so freaked out, I haven’t left the u.s. for almost two years now - and I have hardly made it beyond New York City this past year, thanks to actual employment. but I am now back to being my vagabond self. it is a scary prospect, but an exciting one too. I think what scares me most though, is that my heart is using this adventure as the next big step away from my past, toward a new future.
these last two, even three years have been all about healing, coming to terms, trying my best to move on - but transitions somehow tend to bring back old, painful memories. I miss the pain even, sometimes. I miss you. but I can’t spend my time thinking about the past anymore, it is time to move on. I just hope my heart is ready for it.
“But I was in search of love in those days, and I went full of curiousity and the faint, unrecognized apprehension that here, at last, I should find that low door in the wall, which others, I knew, had found before me, which opened on an enclosed and enchanted garden, which was somewhere, not overlooked by any window, in the heart of that grey city.”—Brideshead Revisited