November 13th, 2004.

Chasing secrets.

Today I had breakfast in India, a mid-morning snack over the Arabian Sea, and lunch in Abu Dhabi deep in the deserts of the Middle East. I watched the sunset over the Alps and right at that moment, as the clouds turned molten red, I felt like I was the only person in the sky, as if God himself had granted me wings and made me an angel for an hour.

After dinner in London, I watched from above Britain's capital as it sparkled with Guy Fawkes fireworks were being shot into the air and exploding into a glittering spectrum of colors stretching as far as the eye could see. And now, after the longest 'jet-set' day of my life, I'm back home sitting in this comfortable chair that doesn't feel quite as comfortable as it did before I left.

Could tasting the wonders of the world be dangerous for the settled soul? Now that I know every sunset has a secret to tell, will this new desire to chase them around the world ever leave me? Today, far away seems closer than it ever has before, and as comfortable as this chair may be, I won't be sitting here for long.