And I’m off (again)

The time between each journey seams to stretch into an eternity. When I miss being on the road it sometimes seems as if I will never get to go again, yet inevitably the days tick by and I’m off again.
Today I celebrated my journey with some great local soft serve, which dripped and oozed everywhere in the heat.

I was blessed to have a wonderful friend who would drive me to the airport. This effort often seems on par with helping someone move, an obligation we all try to avoid.

But here I am again waiting for another delayed flight and enjoying my reading selection. I’ll be back in a few days feeling buffed and polished and glad I wasn’t the one getting married.

Until next time, wander on.