Transitions

I'm in this phase of my life now when life is just a blurry mess of whirring activities and noises. I had mentioned this before on a previous post on my old site... but somehow moving around, flying from one country to another, just induces a much more thoughtful mood than i should be. It's like observing from behind your eyes - behind a looking glass. The packing I have to do, the farewells I have to say... the summer ahead that splits some, reunites others. And at the end of it all, when the cycle is finished, it begins right at the beginning again. I can imagine finding myself right where it all seems to have started.