The Enchanter's Theorem

At least not today.

Today, I dream of dropping everything, getting on a plane and flying to Monte Carlo or St. Tropez. Or the other direction and head to Hong Kong or Singapore. India. Hawaii is too pedestrian. I want foreign countries and a camera bag full of empty memory cards, waiting for images. A change of clothes and walking shoes.

Yup, even pregnant. I have the wanderlust something fierce.

It's because it's Spring. April tomorrow to be exact. For a few years there, the Ant and I would always take off for other countries on Tax Day. It was our personal refund and the end of my tax season work. We went to Europe. Japan. On quieter years, just Maui. I should really finish uploading the Haleakala photos alone.

I dream of First Class seats and Four Season hotels. I remember standing, naked out of the shower, watching the sunset over the Tokyo skyline, a sea of neon at my feet. I remember smoking foul tasting French cigarettes, while crouching on a rickety veranda in Milan overlooking a tiny courtyard, with only a square tiny patch of sky and six stars for company. I remember counting them.

Today, if you ask me if you should take off and leave your current life behind, I'll be the one packing your bag. Holding the door. Yelling at you to go, go, GO! Go now! The World is waiting! Right now! Your life will be waiting when you get back, if it's the right life for you. If it's not, you won't miss it when you return. Trust me. You won't!

But what's out there?

Oh my. If you blink, you might miss that. That sunset over Tokyo. Those stars over Milan. That particular taste of espresso at midnight in Paris after a day too long for words, too full of music you've never heard.

If you can, go!!! Go! GO!!! Don't wait, don't think, just go!

And tell me all about it when you get back, so I'll be able to tell my daughters how much the World loves a traveling soul.