over and out

[ecce_b]

the bags are (essentially) packed
I've been set apart
and I am so tired that I can't even function

the goodbyes were said
the hugs given
the "Mommy do I have to serve a mission" read

the where-on-earth-is-my-clock-radio conundrum started

the backache of the century, too

the computer sort of backed up

the camera in hand,

so much left behind but here I go.

I probably won't be updating until june 2009
but keep in touch.