Christ. This is it. My last night in New Hampshire.
I'm nervous, sure, as I always am before uncertain experiences; but mostly incredibly excited at what lies ahead, combined with a large dose of hectic packing craziness. There's a lot of things I'm not going to miss at all (barking dogs, snowy driveways, early painting mornings, questions about my life's direction, arguing parents, car problems, loneliness, heart-crushing memories, commuting, my parents' friends, more loneliness, dim-witted yokels, and lazy kids) and a lot that I will. Of course, I'd make a full list of the people and things I miss that I've already lost to one degree or another, but my plane leaves in seven hours.
Wish me luck.
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May the ground rise up to meet your feet.
Have a good trip, man. It'll be great.
Vaya con Dios.
From an entire world away, someone you prolly didn't know was thinking about you is waving in the general direction of "East" at you. :)
Thanks a lot guys, it means a lot to me.
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