packing up the things from bkk indeed feels heavy. the little voice of suspect had known
the finality of a full stop and a bye to those few days,
a buoyant hot air trip
returning to non stop activity drew the experience far away
yet images and memories remain strong -
allowing the happiness and excitement to bubble out on the plane, the promise of a real getaway
waking up safe on so many levels, warmth in the cold, knowing you're safe too before i can fall asleep
to sunshine, to anything goes, to such good food, to learning a tiny tiny bit about the place
another layer of cement as the foundation of my heart

still hugging them strong