After longer than I care to think, along with the usual frantic last-minute dash to the airport created by moi', it's bedtime in England, as late as ever due to the long nap after the flight. Jet-lag to say hello tomorrow for sure. Here's some things I've been pondering on the plane trip and since arriving here in Glossop (look it up...)
1 - I still haven't seen my Mom in person since she announced that she had cancer again. She's not doing as half as good as she thought she would, and if anything happens to her while I'm gone it will be devastating. The SECOND I get home, I'm going to clear the decks and get back to Erie, Pa to see her for a quick two days or so.
2 - There are travels that will be happening whilst in the U.K., and I must remember to be gracious and open to (just about) anything. Just because my Mom is ill, doesn't mean I can't or won't be grateful to have this opportunity to be here, and I plan to make the most of it.
3 - I have been for shit about training for the Columbus Marathon. I'm stopping that in the morning. I'm going out onto the close, looking up at a hill and going exactly right there and back, all depending on how far I have to run that day. That said, I plan to not gorge myself on vacation and actually come back lighter than I was when I left.
4 - Being here is a good opportunity to actually take the time to wrap up some loose ends, get some plans fully realized and ready to be committed to, and be mindful and in the present.
5 - It's kind of funny that you can't just go get something to eat when yr hungry and it's late here in Glossop. Every.single.thing.is.closed.but.Tesco's. And I've never driven here. (Yet!) Not TOO bad of a thing (see #3 above.), I just have to remember that this IS a village after all.
6 - I am going to forget about all the bad people in my life once and for all. Some snuck up on me, some were there waiting, some I created by my own actions. Extending a hand in kindness and seeing that you were a bridge for someone to get somewhere else in some way is blaaaahhhhhh.
That is all. I'l write more every day, but I have to get in bed. I think it's only three miles tomorrow, but it's three miles I HAVE to do! xo-pk
And I know my fate is written now, time is no longer smiling at me. And I had to make a decision of shifting my weight from one foot anchored to the building to the foot anchored on the wire. This is probably, I don't know, probably the end of my life to step on that wire. And, on the other hand,something that I could not resist and I didn't make any effort to resist called me up on that cable. And death is very close...... -Phillipe Petit-
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