slipping into the future

Truthfully, this has been the fastest half year of my life. I was thinking the other day how fast paced my life seems right now, and how happiness makes life spring into forward motion. As Seal put it in the late 90's, time keeps on slipping into the future. A few minutes ago it was January and the trees were frozen.

I am filled with excitement to fly to America on June 1st, assuming the volcanic ash in Iceland doesn't keep the planes grounded here in Europe. Meanwhile, I am tying up lose ends with clients and enjoying the almost summer weather, although its been raining for two straight weeks.

I miss my roots. But oh man how I will miss my man while I'm gone.