I am sitting here having my morning coffee and tying up a few last minute loose ends. The day has arrived. Everything is ready to go.
A little later this morning I will strap on my backpack and depart my house for the last time; never to return. At this point I reflect upon my mixed feelings about this adventure I am about to undertake. A great sense of anticipation of what is to come. A sense of loss for the things and people I leave behind.
A chapter in the book of my life is coming to a close as a new chapter is about to begin.There is a bittersweetness about it that lingers like fog on a chilly spring morning as I look back at the chain of events and thoughts which have lead me to this point. Looking backwards through time it is obvious that it could only have come to this point. The path is laid like the tracks of a glacier as it moves slowly through it's great retreat toward it's extinction just we all move slowly toward our own.
Do I have second thoughts? Absolutely not. I am weary of the captivity of civilization and crave the primitive life which sets the soul free.
What will the future hold? Who knows? Certainly not I. That's the real fun of living isn't it? A great mystery to be explored.
I am about to step onto a path which runs in a single direction. No turning back. Kinda like life itself. Oh yeah, it IS life itself.