Tuesday, March 11, 2014

In Transit.

Clank. Clank. Clank.

It's the same feeling you get when you ride a roller coaster as you (ever so slowly) approach the top of the first hill. It's your first time on the ride, so you don't know how bad (or good) the drop is going to be. What you do know is that you signed up for it and you're well beyond the point of no return.

Clank. Clank. Clank.

It feels like a long time since we started prepping for a new beginning. Five weeks ago we signed the final contact with GomSpace. One month ago we were flying back from San Francisco after a whirlwind trip to deliver our residency visas. Ever since, we've been coordinating goodbye parties, packing & shipping, family visits, and flights.

At this point, we've gotten pretty tired of saying goodbye. Once we arrive, it will be nice to put "hello" back into practice. For now, we're in transit, in the odd space where neither is applicable.

Clank. Clank. Clank.


1 comment:

  1. 千里之行,始於足下 (zh), 千里之行,始于足下