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Philadelphia

But I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now.

Bob Dylan

Some final images, dear reader, of my amazing journey. Still setting fires in the predawn hours, still lighting candles, still rocking slowly waiting for the dawn. 

It is ten days now, since I left the east. My mind clears with each new sunrise. My thoughts turn to my beloved, saffron robed monks and their separate journeys.

And to the massive spider web I saw in the jungle on one of my last days in Thailand. The spider worked tirelessly for a stunning web that was as fragile as a first kiss. My time here has been the same process; slowly weaving my thoughts and words around the journey, hoping to hold the wisdom gained in my web against the vagaries of everyday life that face me.

MC