Notes along the way

Notes along the way.

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Check-in



Little A'Le'Inn - Rachel, NV bordering Area 51

I feel like a sailor in port, neither here nor there. For the next few weeks we're home but we've mostly been living out of our suitcases for the last year and the months ahead will be the same. Home. The word sounds odd but when I look around, yes, it's home. My stuff is here, what little there is, and I get into my own routine here. That's nice. And I have friends here that go back awhile. That's comforting. But, if our med checks turn out ok, we're leaving. I'm not complaining. I just need to acknowledge everything, write about it, photograph it, keep some account. Otherwise, I lose my bearings. The Language Barrier is one of my few constants. I need to come here otherwise, in a way, it's like I don't exist at all.

4 comments:

Roy said...

I guess that's one thing about the Internet--for all its flaws, it is portable. As are we, I guess.

asha said...

So it is and so are we, well, so am I. :)

Paula said...

I love that I can keep in touch with peeps anywhere they live/travel via social media. It's one of the best things about the internets. Safe & happy journey, Asha!

asha said...

Hi Paula. Thanks. See ya' 'round the day room. ;)