Amazing to think that not long ago a flight was a rare thing worthy of intense trepidation, and now I am racking up frequent flier miles and barely blink at being suspended in air. Yes, I bought another plane ticket today. In fact I bought it before I even talked to Darrell and Terry because the fares went up last night but I happened to lock in the lower fare. I had to buy before tonight and they are involved in a major worship conference today, so I bought it. It is for the weekend that Terry already said was okay and in a message I left the other day I mentioned trying for then, so I imagine it will be fine since I had already received an affirmative response and it was not counteracted Thursday when I left the message. So I am off again, but not for a few weeks. I have no more days off because of my New York Shachah conference using my last two days. So I get off work the last day of school at 4 p.m. (officially) and depart DFW at 7:50 that same night! I will be there Friday through Tuesday morning. I have some stuff to do Monday that I have to be there for also, so my college supervisor said if it worked out that way someone could cover my first night of class. I will get in Tuesday at around 2 p.m. and drive straight toward Winnsboro to teach my college class.

Is it any wonder I have been intensely exhausted this weekend! I about conked out on Robin last night. She said she had never seen me look so bad when I was tired. Now it is 6:30 p.m. and I am in bed! I could easily go to sleep right now if I let myself. I want to go to sleep around 8, but felt like just resting.

I feel better having another ticket. It keeps the dream alive--a definite time and place. I get tired and worn down and life takes its ordinary toll and I wonder, is this as real as it all seems? But I know it is. Still, my body has crashed. I can’t recall the last time I slept enough. I don’t care much, though. Nothing matters more than the passionate pursuit.