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When You Want It To

Leading up to this trip I thought about my ‘new life’. The duration of the trip and the change of location would usher in a host of other changes.

As events unfolded, I thought, ‘Now my new life begins’. But driving to the airport, divesting myself of house and work; watching my baggage, symbolic of my preparation, roll off down the conveyor belt to the aeroplane; becoming airborne; landing – each step was not quite ‘it’ because I knew something else would soon happen that would be more ‘it’ and I wanted to savour the moment, save myself for that instant. Continue reading