a not so gentle breeze blows across the planes… across an open ocean for 4,000 or so miles, only to find its place striking against a nervous monkey, eager but frightened to travel to the place of his origin.
“do you feel it…” he asks me gently, feeling the weight of the upcoming motions of a life he is quite tepid to begin to journey down, “…it is all around us Dad”.
I too feel the pull from across the Pacific… it will be soon enough I know. I need to stay focused, clear in purpose. There is no turning back now, though Tiberius doesn’t know that. I have made the leap. It is beginning.
“I feel it too, Tiberius, it will be soon now.”