That’s what my Angel told me when I told him I wanted us to end our long-distance relationship and settle in the same corner of the planet. I packed my belongings, sold or threw away what I couldn’t transport, and I uprooted everything familiar to be with the man I love.
Now, adapting to what the universe shouts at us, we are tackling global-distancing. I’ll hold down the fort along the Mississippi River and he will travel beyond the sea to illuminate the Land of the Rising Sun.
I never thought my travel blog would be about the trip I’m not taking, but now it includes the journey I watch someone else take. I don’t know what to expect, but I’ll say this: he wasn’t wrong. It will be fun.