Sigh No More

Earliest of mornings waking up in VT*, leaving the hotel amidst the same dim light as our arrival last night.

Gorgeous hues in the sky towards the airport ease my sleep-deprived haze: sublimely deep shades of indigo cover me and my brother as hints of the impending morning peek through.

The hotel was a good idea, brief or no. A fitting final gift to Scott in the form of his first uninterrupted night's sleep in months.

As for me, I couldn't catch a wink. And when I finally did it culminated in cheat dreams of me tossing and turning in my bed. Maybe it was the forced early sleep coupled with the time difference. Maybe it was worries of making the morning's flights. Or maybe it was the club sandwich. Whichever, I'm currently sputtering along from terminal lines to window seats on a crummy four-ish hour nap. All is okay though; I am fascinated with the body's ability to cope.

Not ready for full reflection on my travels just yet. Gotta get my mind reconfigured first. For now I'll close this mid-flight draft with the song in my head this dark and lovely morning (see title).

*by VT I of course mean VA. Again, I was tired. Get off my back.