In less than 24 hours, I will be home.
eating a potato scone in my hotel room
after a run in the rain out past Kitsilano beach
& prepping for my last event here at the Vancouver Writers Fest, a panel at 5PM
thinking that the return to reality is going to be steep, rocky & uncompromising
knowing too that this shall pass
wondering what I’ll keep from what I’ve found on this adventure
wondering what I’ve found