Bon Voyage

Originally Posted Friday, April 19, 2013

Martinis with Red.  She is gone again.  She goes to Italy, she says, to become a famous skydiver.  No, I didn't make that up.  But it is a good start, yes?  I will stay here and do house chores.  I never used to be the one waving bon voyage from the dock.  Things change.  But I must get on my traveling shoes while there is still something left to see, before everywhere looks like everywhere else in the newly homogenized future.  Travel always has the added benefit of trimming me up, making me thin. 

All I'll need is money. 

Bon Voyage, mon amie, Bon Voyage.