'Taking departures' as they said on O/S NY back in the day. I'm in a lounge watching planes depart into the night, waiting to get on one to do the same. In the meantime - work. I left a bit early today to finish packing and go on a walk with Jenelle, but instead it was spectacularly poor weather for walking so we had a quiet meal together and enjoyed the company of the boys and then my car arrived and I departed. There's something magical and exciting but still slightly melancholy about leaving a warm house with three warm bodies to fly around the world to work as hard as you know how and "give 'em hell" as Mike said on my way out the door. But that'll be my motto for the next few days, I suppose. It feels like a corporation depends on it.

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