As I sit here in the airport, still an hour until I board my first of 3(!) flights…well, I’m not entirely sure how to feel! I’m excited of course. I sure hope this better be exciting. I think I’d have to try extremely hard to not find this adventure a thrill. But when I say leaving is weird obviously I’m not talking about how strange it is to sit in a flying contraption and zip around the world. I get it, the Wright Brothers were geniuses. What I’m trying to say is that I think it’s impossible for the brain, at least at this moment, to comprehend how long I’ll actually be gone for. Do I know I’m headed to Peru today? Yes. But can I actually comprehend that I won’t see my parents who dropped me off until next summer? Can I comprehend that best friends I hung out with this week, this month, this year, I won’t be seeing them for months? I don’t know. I don’t think I can. Except I’m still excited. I’m going to miss people. I’m going to miss animals. I’m going to miss USA, USA, USA. Yet I think I’m ready. I hope I’m ready. A little too late to back out now nor do I have any desire to do so. I’m excited. I’m pumped. I just know this is gonna be an interesting journey. Hopefully this blog will help me wrap my head around it. So it goes.
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Look at that all those feelings and not one word of profanity – well done!!! I read it to Granny and her comment was – Wonderful! Keep ‘um coming! Pat