The journey begins at the airport

On the night of the winter solstice,
relax your body and center your mind.

Keeping the mindset I cultivated on the winter solstice night close to my heart,
I headed to the airport, following that flow.

Airports are mysterious places.
They make you feel a bit restless, yet slightly excited.
I feel like there is always an atmosphere of 'something is about to begin' flowing through them.

Once again, I found myself standing in such an airport.

Although there are still many stories from my travels,
I decided that I don't have to write them all at once.
Both the memories and the sensations,
I will record them little by little, just as much as I felt at the time.

Past the winter solstice,
time begins to cycle again, little by little, from here.

Without rushing, without pushing myself,
at my own pace for today.

I will also be writing about my travel stories little by little from now on ✈️