In transit

Sitting at the airport in Koh Samui. It is small, I'm in a internetcafé checking mail, drinking a cranberry juice - which I thought was going to be much better admittedly. Had half a tuna sandwich, couldn't get the whole thing down. I'm trying not to stuff my face, in the manner I use to. I've just left Koh Phangan and Ananda. I can't believe that I'm leaving. It is soooo strange, it is beginig to dawn on me that I'm on the homestrecg of my journey. It is very very strange. I have started to feel so at home. The people at the resort, Joanne, Soraya, Rachel, Sheridan, Elizabeth, Megan, Soi, Song, Pen, they have become very close. I'll miss them a lot. It is strange to once again be in transit, knowing that packing and unpacking your rucksack is part of this life, knowing that hellos and good byes is part of the deal, and still, still never really getting used to it. It is indeed strange. It is different every time, and you go through the rutine, of knowing that the things that stay the same is at a minimum. The rutine of packing, knowing and preparing for new things, things to come, things, people, places, sights and feelings to leave. Only taking the essentials, only packing the experiense.. Transit is always another goodbye or a new hello. Today it is a lot of good bye..for now..for this time, for this journey, for a while.
Flight leaves in about 1,5 h.. plenty of time, lots of thoughts. In bangkok, I'll try to sort out my glasses and get some shopping done. Not that I know how to fit it in my pack, but I'll figure something out. Bangkok should be cool.. but I feel sad leaving the sea and sand. would have loved to snorkel, dive and gons swimming a bit more. Haven't done it in a while since the detox made me so weak I haven't been in the sea since.. gosh.. I don't know when..bloody hell.. I have just realised.. I haven't been in the water in koh phangan - well apart from helping a girl pee in Haad Rin during full moon.. but that doesn't count. Cus' I wasn't swimming in it was I.. haha:D Damn.. I should have gone in this morning! A well.. not much to be done now. I can't believe I only have 3 days left.. f-ing h*ll. I certainly don't want to go home now.. haha.. It is always like this though, one of the things I do know.. I'll doubt everything for a few days, feel lost and - in transit- .

I'm listening to this song played in the café. "I don't care what they say I'm in love with you, they are trying to pull me away but... You cut me open, and I keep, keep bleeding in love.. you cut me open.." for me "you" is my travels. I'll continue..beelding or not, this is a neverending lovestory taking the breath out of me. Being in transit is part of the experience, it is part of my love and it is part of the life I have chosen. I'm sad but in the end soooooooooo happy!!!
Lots of love to all of you people out there. For the people in the office, for the people with children with flu, for the travellers, for the teachers, for the students, for the lovesick, for those who feel lonely, for those lost..
You'll find your way and life will truly give you what you ask for! Love!!