The last journey

Early morning in London, when I was on my way to work for the last time. Half an hour to gather my thoughts, contemplate.. when did I fall off the wagon? The time passes, years pass, it is like a blink of an eye and I wonder if these years truly existed. What new have I learned and what will I pack with me? This beautiful scenery is not easily forgotten, nor are my friends. From one continent to another, all in a day. What a change; it is incredible, exciting.. The day itself passed so quickly, that the only memory that remains is laughter and fun, teamwork, and saying 'see you again' to a number of people. By God's grace we all will continue our journeys.