Another departure

The salt-laced air of Brittany still clings to me, a familiar, comforting scent that always marks the end of a visit. Another departure, another incredible time spent in my homeland. It’s a strange sensation, this passage of time. For me, it feels like I just left a few years ago, a blink of an eye. Yet, the calendar tells a different story: twenty-two years have unfolded, filled with countless adventures and experiences since I last truly settled here.

This time, however, the farewell feels a little heavier. Leaving behind my family and dear friends is always a wrench, a bittersweet ache in my chest. It’s a feeling I’ve grown accustomed to, but it never truly gets easier. The goodbyes linger, the hugs are a little longer, and the promises to return feel more earnest.

But I know the familiar rhythm of the road. Once I’m back on my journey, once the miles stretch out before me, the ache will begin to fade. It’s the nature of the adventurer, I suppose – to carry the love of home in your heart while embracing the call of the unknown.

And the unknown is beckoning again. New adventures are on the horizon, just around the bend, waiting to be discovered. I can hardly wait to dive into them, to gather new tales and experiences. Soon, I’ll be ready to share them all with you!