Abbyville Part ONE (Finding MY Way)

Boarding the plane
to Abbyville at the Airport in Nashville.
Saw me in my early 20s.
Headed out to Oakland.
Looked up from ONE
My eyes met.
Time Travel
Space Time Continuum
In that moment
it felt like
all my possible Universes
converged.

In Minnesota I met a man
who told me stories of Burma.
Of politics and house arrest
and frenemies with benefits
He was in his early 60's,
had plans to spend some time
in China after that teaching.

My flight was delayed
about 2 hours on the runway
gave me time to think
I thought of everything from
Brett Favre to Hiroshima and Nagasaki.
I grew impatient and worried a bit
about missing my connecting flight
in Tokyo.

The flight felt like
it was from Eternity to Infinity.
I arrived in Japan
the next flight was already boarding.
I saw the line and stepped into a store
to find some Royce Chocolates
and Venezuelan bitters.

I left the store and found my line
I was never thoroughly searched
at any of the airports
never asked for my bag of liquids.

I was basically sleepwalking
by this time
but I was observing
absorbing all I could.

The flight from Tokyo
to Bangkok spanned several
lifetimes.

Lifetimes of fulfilled dreams.
Some of emptiness and loneliness.
Each seat on the plane
held one degree of revolution
around The Is.

I arrived in Bangkok
at something close to 3AM
Bacardi still in my blood
and Rob Thomas in my mind.

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