So here I am, sore from the sun and ridden with excitement over my upcoming adventure in Americaland when suddenly it occurs to me: I'm going to see big things.
Oh, that's not what I meant.
I am going to see many things, all of which I have never seen before. I am traveling to places of which I have never heard, meet people who will fade out of my life like coffee stains, smell things that I never even knew existed until their scent was carried to me on a summer breeze. I will walk on strange ground and sleep on even stranger beds. I will drive under the stars some nights and by my calculations be the only other person alive besides my dozing passenger and companion. I will breathe new air, I will behold new hues, I will wriggle my toes into foreign sands and watch as it gathers in tiny piles on my painted nails. I will feel the heat of the desert, the cold of the mountains; I will watch the sun set on the orange Pacific ocean and wonder if anyone has ever seen it quite like I did.
Nine hours to takeoff. It's going to be one hell of a ride.
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I hope you have an incredible time, my dear... not that I haven't already told you that enough.
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