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 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 am home again sitting it a 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 I won't sit in this comfy chair for long.