Leaving while you are still here.
12.09.2014 - 23.09.2014
It always happens before you go, the dreaming.
You are flying, you are driving, you are moving through a different space in a different time, in the unfamiliar.
Yet you recognize yourself there. You see more clearly through the haze of your enlightenment and the sharpness of your thirst.
You hear, you smell, you feel ............... foreign and belonging at the same time.
You have stepped away, to step into
And you know that like a song to a bird, a whisper to a secret and a lock to a key, that you Belong.