decompression
20,000 miles and 10 days of romantic bliss later, i am staring at the computer screen again. still under the influence of MJ and cranking out travel photos like it’s still 7pm auckland time. on the flight home, i cried but not because i miss her. although i was on the verge at the airport as we’re waving our hands across the inviblse shield of reality. i know the emotional of a moderately mild departure will catch up with me later but on the plane i saw the movie, ‘whale rider’ and it made me cry. for […]