We've hosted, and dined out, and been hosted, and overall eaten very well. And the week is rolling on into next week and the week after....
Goodbyes are passing beneath us like railroad ties. One rung and then another and another and the momentum is moving along along along.
Lessons like any other, trying to move up the ladder one more step and then another, trying to get closer to touching heaven and helping others find their footing along the way. We are there together, breathing together, miles and countries and likely years or lifetimes apart. There are no goodbyes. Our presence changes little from what it was or will be.
It's so easy to lose track of the days when reflection abuts the future. Such a strange time of measuring. Quantities of lessons, of evenings, of people, of dollars per mile, of dinners, of cards, of truck footage, of elevator rides, of bottles of wine unconsumed.
It's hypnotizing and beautiful to see so many souls gathered in one packaged epoch of life, soon to be departed and viewed as a single sparkling galaxy of the past.
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