A Reluctant Traveler

Today I’m leaving on a jet plane for Germany. To get ready I put on my lovely bracelets my sister made for me. One reads in iridescent beaded letters: “Not all who wander are lost.” Usually, I wear it with pride. Today, I’m not so sure if I’m feeling true about that statement. My kitty Isabella is lamenting her woes in the background until I call to her and she comes and sits down contentedly on the floor and blinks at me. I’m gonna miss her. Why is it I’m going on this trip? Normally I would be so psyched to go away, especially to Europe. It’s like Disney World, only better, with castles and half-timbered houses, chalets and charming cafes…The autobahn makes for a good adventureland. So do the trains. Yet, today, I’m feeling like a home body. Have I hung up my traveling shoes for good? Or is it that this is the start of the biggest adventure of my life and my gremlins don’t want me to go there? Because I will leave them in the dust and they really don’t like that. I’m really not sure, but as I’ve said before, there’s only one way to know, so off I go! See you on the flip side.

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