This morning I am relocating temporarily to my second home. As I progress with the physical travel my mind also gradually shifts gear - what will be at my destination comes into my mind to gradually replace what has been in my mind in my usual place. It is gradual, there is a tension between the two that requires almost a mourning process to disconnect from my home place. There is a real deep sadness that is then slowly replaced by anticipation. It resembles this high vigorous tide pushing up into the still freshwater of the river.
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