Last evening in Koczala. I won’t be back for a while.
It’s not that easy to scrape the money together for the flights, and the time away also matters. So I know this will be the last time I walk this path, the last time I go to check if the Lake is still there, for a while. The last time I’ll see family for a while. It’s tough. I like having family around. I wish we had more back in T.O.