SCHEDULE SCHEHERAZADE
SEATTLE, Washington – "I got home 40 hours ago and I'm bloody packing again," I wail into the phone, slinging books into the suitcase.
"Hold it together," Edward coaches. "C'mon. It's the last flight of the year."
A mantra, this.
Last flight of the year. Last flight of the year. Last flight of 60 in 2006.
Don't remind me I'm lucky. I know. But I carry the counterweight daily: my internal compass, whirling, unable to anchor on the lodestone of home.
This year, I've reported from 14 countries and passed through a handful more: 147 nights away, storytelling for my keep.
Hit repeat on Counting Crows. Yet again:
A long December and there's reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better than the last
Maybe this year will be better than the last.
ReplyDeleteFor all of us.
Peace.
(From Tony in P.C.)
So many folks were grateful to see the backside of 2006. I'm glad the collective cloud seems to be lifting...
ReplyDeleteMy god, but you're still a beautiful girl. You don't look a day over 40!
ReplyDeleteAnd your wit soars like a Branson balloon expedition.
ReplyDeleteWhat was it Alfie said about the older dame? I'm in "marvellous condition"... Hell yeah!