the lingering question

On the airplane today I wondered if I could slip this wanderlust into my pocket for a while longer. That way, I can always reach in and know it’s still there while I follow this road that seems to be in front. The question is, will it wait for me? It’s the part of myself I least want to lose, the part I most want to cling to.

Mexico, courtesy of Jenny, Oct. 2008.

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