In the blink of an eye....

Tomorrow I go on vacation. A two week trip home but away from here (which is now home really).

I am a bit melancholy for the things and events (and people, and person) that I will miss while I'm gone. In this moment the timing seems off, like some things are too new to leave so soon and some people have been too long absent to leave without seeing them.

But I can't think about that now, I have to pack and finish up my work here in my beloved theatre (which is rapidly emptying of all evidence of the madness of the last little while, as a concrete reminder echoing this ending I hope is not completely an ending). I have to buy a dress for the wedding I am happily anticipating even through this wistful wish to be two places at once.

But I know that in the blink of an eye I will be back here. Vacations are never long enough except when they are too long. And when I am back here we will all pick up where we left off and go camping and listen to music and do all the summertime things we've been planning during the cold.

And when I am back the mystery of what this is, where it is going may be solved. (maybe, if it's anything at all?) But I'll miss him just the same and either way. And I can't help but wonder if he'll miss me too.