It’s been less than two weeks since I declared radio silence. In that time my human has packed up our lives and we’ve embarked on a journey through the real world.
How many times have I quoted T.S. Eliot, “Our beginnings never know their ends”? Well, that’s how it was and it has never been truer.
It was Leanna who got me thinking about how on a long journey you have time for quality thought as the miles race by. And that was very true. One other thing I discovered, not only can my human become immersed in my world, but for the first time I became immersed in my human’s world.
There was even an adventure on this journey, an adventure that caused my closest friends to lecture me sternly against ever doing again. It involved picking up a hitch hiker, a guy, at a small gas station in Wyoming. It wasn’t a romantic thing and, yes, it could have been dangerous but he and I travelled almost 400 miles together. For me, it was an amazing journey through some very rugged territory and a fascinating conversation with a kindred spirit. It was even educational. I’ll be writing more about it in iRez magazine soon.
My journey to a new life was a journey through space and time, but also a journey into a new sense of reality and identity.