An overheard conversation reminded me that my passport will be expiring in seven months. It's hard to believe that it's been nearly ten years since I got it, a time when I was still in college and October 2008 sounded like a lifetime away. Since then I've gotten a lot of Heathrow immigration stamps in my passport along with marks for Italy, Austria, France, Czech Republic, Holland, and Germany. Ten years sure flew by.
Not that I have any money to travel -- I cannot even begin to stress how broke I am right now -- but, inexplicably, I keep feeling possessed with the feeling that I'm going to be traveling soon. In my mind I see airports and hear the cacophony of European train stations. I see Ms. K and I in Amsterdam. I see us on a plane. I see a relationship marked by exploration. It doesn't make sense, but I keep seeing these things as if I somehow forgot that I had a journey planned all along.
Is it a metaphor? Is it literal? I feel like this is definitely happening in 2008, so I guess we'll see how the future plays out. In the meantime I'll be getting my passport renewed just to be on the safe side.
2 comments:
that photo is lovely. I'm just wondering who took it... thanks!
The photographer is Eugene de Salignac, who was the official photographer for the New York City Department of Bridges, Plant and Structures from 1903 to 1934. The photo is of the Manhattan Bridge shortly after its completion in the early 1900s.
http://www.nytimes.com/2007/06/08/arts/design/08sali.html
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