We are getting close to day 1000 since we left on this…trip turned adventure turned a chunk of our lives.
Often lately I wish I was one of the kids and could take all of this at face value. Day by day, whatever happens, life is grand, just throw me a Lego or a book from time to time.
And I did. For the most part.
The closer we are coming to the end, the more I remember all the things I wanted to escape in the first place. Now I can spot them, sitting dusty and smelling of old books, right there in the darkness that is awaiting at the end of this long and well lit tunnel.
I did not need to know where we are going, but I am starting to wonder where we are returning to.