mack trucks and mountains.

i feel like a mack truck ran my face over but left the eyes somewhat attached, enough to sense that i'm still alive and really really tired...last night i took my team to the airport and stayed the night there to await their early morning departure time. and now in just 20 minutes i'll be boarding my own travel device as kristin sarah and i head to darjeeling on the over night train for a weekend of rest and retreat in the mountains. much needed for my heart as i face the reality that my team, my friends, four folks i've grown to love and enjoy leave yet more holes in my heart from their absence. it feels surreal. just like the times i've arrived in london repeating to myself that my family and friends still exist somewhere just out of reach and that i've set sail for something new, different and alone. its weird. i love change or i know i wouldn't be here, but i hate it in the same breath as well. it hurts to say bye. but if it didn't hurt i guess that means i wouldn't have cared.and i want to care.so anyways, there's my half eyed shut thoughts this afternoon as i try to remember what to pack for the mountians.
just just 13 days before i board my own silver bird!!!