March 11 2017

I’m headed off on a big fun trip tomorrow, which brings up all sorts of other leavetakings and arrivals.

 

rushing

the day I left I woke up late with a start,
hung over with beer and the anticipation of departure;
last-minute packing revealed that not everything would fit.

I had to choose what to discard.

On the floor a pile of odds and ends stood, like an altar,
reminding me to honor what and where I leave behind
before I rush off to new adventures.

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