Okay Am Back

Well, after Bali, Borbobodur, Bratislava packed into two months,  I'm full of things to say.  I really have less to say about those places- I'm really not a travel journalist, but there's a lingering flavor of  journey clinging to me, to my room, my desk at work, the words I choose to use, you know...still have sand in my shoes, all of that. I'm just back to wanting to say something out aloud to the great, gaping void and waiting for the echoes to ring back. Its kind of a lonely exercise but really, nicer to think that your ideas are out of  your word processor and are floating around somewhere in the universe, meeting ETs and lost sputniks. Maybe some nice, normal human folk too :P