Yesterday we set out on a new leg of the journey this year. Headed up out of Florida and into the middle of the country for some visiting. Pulling out of Jacksonville, I feel like I'm leaving a little bit of my behind. Like a small piece of me is still sitting out on that beach, waiting for the waves to pick up or for the dinner crowd to roll in and go grab some amazing seafood. I made some great friends down there at the very end, and I'm sure that even with only knowing them for a few weeks, they will keep a piece of me too.
I have always felt that way. All the way back to going to summer camp as a kid. Leaving would be so intense, I was always sure I was loosing part of myself in the process. Going off to college, same deal, almost every year of moving back and forth, pieces of me started to scatter about. Since college I haven't stayed in one town longer than two years.
Last night we rolled up into Asheville North Carolina, to be greeted by one of my travel partners old friends. He welcomed us into his home, gave us a spot in his driveway and so much hospitality. I know already that I will leave a part of me behind here. I have yet to see the famous mountains or the thriving university town, but just sitting here in a quite house, I know it will happen.
These days though, I'm ok with it. I think it will be my super power. Like Voldemort of the famous Harry Potter series, I'm splitting my soul up and flinging it all over the globe. I know that with these pieces of me out in the univers, my spirit is insanely hard to kill. I can draw on these seeds of self to find strength and comfort in hard times. I know there are many places I could go and happily call home, being welcomed by at least a few people. By the end of this year I hope to have planted many seeds and feel comfortable in more places I can count. This is preparation for immortality make your mark in as many places on as many people as you can. Travel, and live forever.
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