Jet Planes and Circle Games

All my bags are packed; I'm ready to go.  I'm standing here outside your door.  I hate to wake you up to say goodbye, but the dawn is breaking, it's early morn, the taxi's waiting, he's blowing his horn - already I'm so lonesome I could die.

Okay, enough of that.  Too much cheese!  But I couldn't help myself.  After all, today is D day: the day I fly back to the US.  All my bags really are packed, and the taxi really is waiting, but Jon's coming with me to the airport, thank God, to see me off.  (If you're at Heathrow Terminal 1, make sure to smile and wave comfortingly at the sobbing mess of a girl in a pink dress - it'll be me.)

I actually have had a Joni Mitchell song stuck in my head for the past week or so, one of my favorites from summer camp.  I'll leave you with Circle Game, along with much love and thanks for all of your support through this rollercoaster ride.  I'll see you on the other side of the Atlantic!