One week to go! I am standing in my kitchen turning in circles trying to figure out what I am supposed to be doing and the next I wander to the bedroom where my luggage is. It looks like something exploded and scattered artifacts of a female human to all corners of this small room. I stare and forget to breathe. Disoriented and feeling like a Mamma bird returning to see what is left of her nest after a storm. I want to cry but I don't really know why because I am not sad at the thought of leaving. And I want to dance for joy and life because our new adventures await.........So I just sit in my pile of rubble and wait for my breath to return to normal.
I gaze at the chaos trying to understand why this human has chosen these few precious items to haul half way around the planet. And as I do, the smile returns and I am strangely comforted at seeing a large safety pin peaking out from underneath my Hello Kitty bag.