D-Day

The day has finally arrived. October 24th, 2007, 9:32 AM, LaGuardia Airport. I didn't sleep last night, too preoccupied by the fear of potentially leaving something crucial behind. I've had this nightmare over the past several nights of checking in only to realize that I've left my passport, or tickets for future flights. In these dreams I was fully clothed, so I felt no shame, only a fear that something would prevent me from taking advantage of this opportunity to see the world. Fortunately I think I've remembered most everything (at least the important stuff), though only time will tell.

For those interested enough to be reading about what's going on in my life, I appreciate it. There are apparently hundreds of thousands of blogs started each day, so it's not like your choices are limited. Thanks for tuning in to my little universe. I can't promise anything eloquent, as the quality of my writing has remained stagnant since my sophomore year of higschool; however, I will give as true an account of my experiences as I can, and will perhaps happen upon a few moments of inadvertant comedic brilliance. Who knows?

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