For 2012

I spent the better part of the morning trying to decide whether or not to use my free domestic roundtrip ticket or my frequent flyer miles in another airline when I go home for the holidays.  I ended up using neither and booked using my credit card and chose to add to my miles instead.

There’s something about having all those miles (for travel abroad) and that roundtrip ticket (domestic) available for use on a whimsy.  2012 suddenly seems so promising.

If there’s anything I’ve learned from the past year, it’s that travel is my lifeblood.  In a place that isn’t here, I find clarity and peace.  How absolutely wonderful then to have possession of this certainty that when the need to escape overwhelms, I am not helpless.  When the time comes, I will board a plane and be happy.

Life really can be quite simple sometimes.


An Aside

I have, as a rule, tried refrained from posting whenever I found myself in a place which we call The Doldrums.  However, there have been exceptions.  Few and far between, but yes, exceptions.  Sometimes, there is just absolutely nothing to be done but take to your trusty computing machine and pour your heart out to the Internet.  Because somebody, somewhere must care that you are not exactly okay.  Or at least, that is my hope.

This week, and if I am honest, the week past, I have been circling and circling the roads of Ye Doldrums, endeavoring to find a way out of town, but to no avail.  I am hopeful, naturally, and ever a shiny person bursting with exuberance, but inside, I grow dimmer.  Hopes have been dashed.  Done ever so slowly and unspectacularly, but dashed they were, nevertheless.  It is a sad, sad thing when you finally begin to see people as they are, and what you are to them.  Which only goes to show that my natural instincts are ever unreliable in certain respects and should not be trusted with something as fragile as hope.

Universe, you led me on.

And that is all I have to say on the matter.