I'm supposed to have things to say right now. I'm leaving in a week. Everyone is waiting for updates.
There will be updates.
But right now words are hard.
I'm focusing on goodbye words.
Fortifying myself to leave this place where I am surrounded by friends and family and familiarity.
Bracing for absence; for impact.
I'm excited. I'm ready.
I know big things are coming my way.
I know good and meaningful work is ahead.
I know there is a community ready to embrace me and help me build a new home.
I am not afraid.
But I'm absent words for the moment.
I am on the precipice. About to jump.
Words are lost in the winds of fate that are rushing all around me
Lost in the intake of breath before I leap.
Be patient with me.
I will land. I will catch my breath.
There will be words.