departure

When it was time to board my flight, I took one last glance back. I knew that I had everything with me so it was not a "make sure I have everything" glance. It was more like a parting glance to Philadelphia, my home, America- for I would not be coming back for ten months. (Ch 5- Twenty in Paris)

My ideal journey: set out early and never arrive.

Set out from any point. They are all alike. They all lead to a point of departure.

Departure of a year welcomes so many new memories

Its really hard to recall the day you became friends with special people.

Ice upon ice, and yet, inside, she melted and mourned all the same.

With even the slightest upset, detachment soon followed. I didn__ lose sleep over men, and I was too restless to be tied down. The grass didn__ even have time to grow around my feet before I was planning my next escape _ whether it was to another state or out of someone__ life.

Loss eventually arrives when something departs. Grief is working through both.

During the prayers of the day, there was one less __men_.

Such is life, imaginary or otherwise: a continuous parting of ways, a constant flux of approximation and distanciation, lines of fate intersecting at a point which is no-time, a theoretical crossroads fictitiously 'present,' an unstable ice floe forever drifting between was and will be.

My life will end someday, but it will end at my convenience.

I have drunk the night and swallowed the stars. I am dancing with abandon and singing with rapture. There is not a thing I do not love. There is not a person I have not forgiven. I feel a universe of love. I feel a universe of light. Tonight, I am with old friends and we are returning home. The moon is our witness.

Arrival in the world is really a departure and that, which we call departure, is only a return.

At last, you will not be remembered for roaming the earth as a non-entity, but by every word, and every miracle, and every love, and every seed that ever came from the innermost part of your heart.

Do not go to my grave. Mary knows, I am not there. Look for me in between pages and on people__ lips.Do not go to my old school. Do not go to my old house __ am not in any of those places. Look for me in your hearts and greet me there.

I am looking forward to the departure of the corrupt Obama administration in 2017.

The only certain freedom's in departure.

The beauty of independence, departure, actions that rely on themselves.