Still needing attention

So onward. Traveling gives time for scatterings of thought in an unorganized way. All new experiences with unfamiliar boundaries. Old boundaries left behind. Traveling on my own mostly except for those I've only met - and except for a friendship made 30 years ago entangled in a strange period of my life - sets me off into uncertainty. Writing now is part of the grounding and rebalancing I need as we head off again tomorrow for another border crossing. But not too much or I might miss the way traveling can open those things up that still need attention.