Holding my Breath

It is exactly one month from today that I board a plane for Africa. It will be the farthest from home I have ever been. The first time I will ever leave this country. I am fairly tingling with excitement. I have dreamed for some time now of seeing the world, experienceing what lies beyond the padded edges and gluttonous alley ways of America. I only wish I could stay longer than two weeks. I fear my appetite will only be whetted and the struggle to bring my feet back to the ground afterwards will be a goliath task. Last night I dreamt of what the stars would look like away from the corruptions of the city. If I could see a sky like that but once in my life, I am sure the sparkle would be reflected in my eyes forever.

One month... I only hope I can hold my breath that long.

Till then, Africa is in my dreams.

Huggles!

Long Overdue Update

Wow... Ragnarok was a blast. I partied my arse off. Was told my belly dancing looks like I've been taking professional lessons! And met a lot of wonderful people. I only got to fight on Tuesday due to my work schedule but even that was delightful. I am finally at peace with my issues with the Fianna and am once again proud to wear my sash. Few can imagine what a weight off of my shoulders that is.

Sorry to those of you I confused about whether or not I had a new significant other prior to this trip... Confusion was due to the fact that I thought I had found someone I was finally compatible with but the grating migraines started as soon as he started uttering statements like, "No, trust me, bearded dragons live in Africa too" and "I just don't understand why shelters euthanize dogs and cats, they should just spade and neuter them and release them into the wild!" and even "but racoons make great pets!" Sigh... Perhaps my standards are too high but I simply haven't ever met a guy who can satisfy my appetite for intelligent conversation, especially pertaining to environmental issues.

And as a certain someone said about me to my mother... "She just needs to be tamed. I can do that when she is ready." *fumes* I will never be tamed. It would break me. What I need is someone to run wild with me.

Well, life moves on. Just over a month until I leave for Africa! I can hardly believe it. Work is going great. It's kicking my butt and I think I'm losing weight but I love it! I am still working on my research project for the raptor center but it's taking longer to get underways then I thought it would. So I'm off to dream of the fun times I had this past week and the wonderful times that I know the future holds for me.

Huggles
~me