Monday, March 24, 2014


Home is a state of mind
manifest in the physical.
Walking through the door
A step away 
Into the corridor
to the room
The day's clamps relinquished.
The room is sporadic
Piles of books clothes strewn,
but all in good time.
Music is playing
gently sways the musts
A moth flits about as I type this.
As it settles in a space above me,
a deep breathe of welcoming myself home.

Sunday, March 16, 2014

There is a pause in the daily. Waiting at the airport and the tingling anticipation of experiencing a country. Will be in Hanoi in 3 hours for training with IWRAW