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November 12, 1995
Almost Home
And now, here I am, 30,000 feet over Greenland, listening to Stravinsky's Dumbarton Oaks and Benjamin Britten's Serenade for Tenor, Horns and Strings, as Sandra Bullock races around silently in front of me in the airplane screening of The Net. Tomorrow at this time, I'll be at work, catching up on hundreds of email messages, wondering when I'll get the chance to take off more time for another round of travel treks.
All journeys must come to an end, as must all journals. It's hard to believe that the trip is over and I've reached my 100th handwritten page, but I have. At least I can find solace in the fact that I know there will always be other adventures to be had, other stories to flesh out, and other memories to be made. The trick is getting the guts to go out and make them happen.
And as soon as we've paid off our bills and rack up more vacation time, I'm sure we will again do just that.
Posted by acarvin at November 12, 1995 2:10 PM
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