yes, i'm off!

finally, after over a month of waiting and constant hesitation i HAVE LEFT. however, my journey has been doomed from the very beginning. i woke up this morning and saw trees bent down almost to the ground. then, on the plane i could feel the tiniest stone on the runway as the plane ascended into the sky in the storm. the flight was delayed two hours and when i finally got to heathrow, it turned out that my backpack never got on the plane. with a nice bottle of zubrowka (special polish vodka, especially bought for my friend living in london) and presents for my moisturiser freak sis and her husband...i can see it with my mind's eye - a bunch of airport staff turning on the delicacies...arrrgghh! anyway, i hope to get my luggage tomorrow and in the meantime i can imagine using toothbrush sipping wine and planning my bookshop ride for tomorrow.
i spotted a poem on the tube , printed among other adverts. if i find it tomorrow, i'll post it here cause i reckon it couldn't be more accurate.
i think i already feel all this doing me good. travel makes you think. it makes you appreciate things you'd probably go past normally, it makes you alert as never, alert for all those signs of the world passing by. it also makes you jump into the current. i hope. this is what i want to experience.