Time, Space, and Distance.

Sometimes my life is like being on an airplane/airliner.  I mean the analogy is often made that life is like a journey.

Here I am.  I feel like the time has come to do Capitol Peak.  I knew the day would come.  I knew the day would come almost like a destination.  I can sense that the day is near.  It is almost like the day, just like a destination, like a pilot making their initial course corrections for the approach into some airport. 

So last Friday, with the turn of a hex wrench on one of the fasteners on Sam's bunk beds I made the first course correction.  I could feel the plane slightly tilt to one side.  It wouldn't be until the end of Sunday when the plane would level back out.  My direction had changed.

The plane leveled out Sunday evening after Mary Anne moved in.  Just like Stormy and Alyson, she is a lesbian.  She will be renting from me.  She is very much like Wendy - except for the lesbian part.  We seem to and it seems like we will continue to get along very well.  I am not making any expectations on this though.

Continuing with the plane analogy, I am still at 35,000 feet.  I have not started the initial descent into letting go.