what is new (old)?

The journey I’m starting today marks the beginning of something new, exciting and promising. But if we were to look back, timeline style, today is simply a signpost with a caption which says something to the effect of, “This is the point in which Zach left home - as planned.” If life does happen to be a string of events connected at one end to the idea of something and at the other to the fruition, to the coming together, to the reuniting of that long lost but never forgotten idea with its tangible outcome (and I’m strongly inclined to believe that that’s what life is) I’d be somewhere in the middle (not unlike the rest of you). Tonight that middle point looks like a hotel room in the historic district of downtown Philadelphia where I’m resting up from a day of airport layovers and Peace Corps staging meetings. I have to admit though; this rest does not come easy. After meeting my Peace Corps (PC) training cohort and being briefed on PC service the anxiousness of the two day affair that travelling to Entebbe, Uganda through Brussels is has begun to set in and the thoughts, ponderings and general wondering of what is to come in the next twenty seven months are not far behind. Strangely enough me and the unknown have a peaceable existence…