I learned that a 6 hour time difference can create a disconnect
woven out of sunbeams and that
I feel farther away from you at 2 in the morning because I may have the moon
but you’ve got the sun and neither of us have each other.
I learned that Theodore Roosevelt
must have felt
like a broken statue when the light went from his life and that
Aristotle had a wife who loved him for his heart, not his brain,
and I realized that if you find
someone who cherishes your mind,
hold on tight and kiss them lots.
I learned that beaches in India are perfect places for castles.
And the sand is so hot, a fire-breathing dragon isn’t even needed
to guard the princess.
Sometimes having less is okay because three t-shirts and clean socks is really all you need
to watch the sunrise in Nepal.
I learned that caves of ice are waiting and perhaps
cabbages and kings are only important to people
who have read the same books.
I learned that love is defined best at night under a shared blanket
and that 11 months is a long time to go without a cup of darjeeling tea.
I learned that someone else’s bedroom walls can feel more like home
than my blankets and sheets and missing people doesn’t get any better
if they miss you too. I learned that it’s easier to say important things with a pen
and if you love someone correctly you will never be able to tell them
how important they are to you,
but that won’t stop you from trying
for the next 11 months