Out of the bubble......... One's destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things.-- Henry Miller

All the good byes are breaking my heart and yet I feel the excitement like a b'day or a wedding day or like a funeral I get to be present at my own death.

I realize - just looking at the young travelers at the airport - realize, that I do remember that young feeling, the feeling of being invincible ....really, nothing can happen to me or any of my young friends around me. I stumble through the world safe and I can do ANYTHING.  I look at them and feel them in their youngness, in their new hair and bright eyes, those strong capable bodies still budding, still expanding into the world. I feel crusty and seasoned- in a good way, mind me! I like the feel of crusty and seasoned, experienced and learning. It never ends.....