take off and landing.

darlings

we took off from JFK – lightly packed and ably fit with reading materials…..

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and six hours later – whoosh!

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11:40PM LAX and a smooth ride home.

Not sure where our spirit is – it takes longer than the corporeal self to touchdown. Perhaps it stopped off in Chicago to admire the windy city and the soaring skyscrapers of Ad-Land.

It may even have decided to re-visit Kansas.

There’s no knowing until we realize it is back.

Of course with the amount of Travel we did for the Day Job, we often wonder if Bits of our psyche are scattered with the four winds throughout CHINA, Paris, Milan, INDIA and near that lovely temple we visited after work meetings in Taipei.

We will just have to go around the world again (more slowly and quietly and reflectively) on our Book Tour and re-configure our fractal-shaken-soul into a new cohesive CPU (central processing unit for the less geeky of our Friends).

Delicious.

But first we  s  l e e p.

*waving*

6 thoughts on “take off and landing.

  1. Heather in Arles says:

    Wonderful. And yes, I bet if feels good to be snuggled in your own bed and not buried under quite so many layers of blankets and things, I would imagine.
    I have written about that same feeling after travelling so you are not alone in that. Best perhaps to leave those pieces of you where they are…non? Maybe they are happy there…?
    *bisous*

    1. teamgloria says:

      Tis quite Delicious to think that bits of us might now be carefully copying out Traditional Chinese characters or sipping expresso with a view of the Duomo each morning ;)

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