my body’s morning constitutional tells me it is 0730.  I am always late for the 0800 aqua size class at the Y.
groggy from catnapping on the 8 hour flight from Phillie I down a cup of Luftansa’s courtesy capachino.  Then opt for a beer instead of a nap! The choices we make in weariness…
Clock says 1251 as I ponder my own Into the Wilderness journey, the book of self discovery and reclaimed life I am reading again in between catnaps.
Day 1 begins recalculating, recalibrating and restarting from a new vantage point.  Shouldn’t all journeys begin so?