how to heal

There's such beauty in repetitions: reminiscent of breaths in and out, beats of one's heart.

I left South America a week ago, yesterday. As the plane took off, I repeated to myself, time and time again:

Thank you and goodbye
Thank you and goodbye
Thank you and goodbye

Gaining momentum, speeding away, lurching into the next phase of life, I repeated

Thank you and goodbye
Thank you and goodbye
Thank you and goodbye