Is there ever a day where you wake up and from dust til dawn, time falls in
exactly the way you had it planned? like every monotonous moment accounted for?
like the tock from the clock piercing with every tick! Stuck in the confines
of mortar and brick. Numb to the neon. Best friends with that desk you lean on.
Time falls in exactly the way you had it planned. 48 hours ago three envelopes
arrived into my mailbox. The instructions were simple. Each open envelope revealing
another piece of how and why. The first one, flight details to Bangkok. The second
hotel information, and the third an itinerary filled with
everything you're currently watching. See the truth is, we can never really plan
for what's about to happen next. Life is forever a mystery (that excites me)
because internally I know the destination. An acceptance of the things I
can't control so I say yes. All I had to do was pack. The conversation with my uber
driver left more anxiety in her mind then mine. Who's picking you up? The endearment of
a mother. The dichotomy of a traveler. An open mind and acceptance the people
and places around us. Giving everything to the moment. Taking only images and
praying for atonement.
So what things are you gonna do in 2019 that you'll remember?