I've noticed,
in travels of my own,
that seemingly,
my returns
are never as long—
and never as arduous—
as my departures—
what we might call
a strange inequality in traveling—
in coming and in going—
and in mine,
I've asked my fellows,
on planes
or on shuttles,
and to my delight,
I've learned
that most of them feel the same way—
that our returns are easier
than our departures