Tomorrow I'm leaving the country. I gain my first passport stamp. Tomorrow I leave for New Zealand. And I can't shake the feeling that life will never be the same. This is change and it sounds like jet engines and Kiwis and two weeks in an RV roaming around a beautiful country all the way across the world. I don't know why I feel like this is the pull of a life-altering thing; it's just a trip, I say, but the pull is there and here's hoping its all change for the better. Life, here I come - full steam planes and RVs ahead.
Sometimes, I think what we saw as an inevitable broken bliss was just a catalyst to send us on our way if we got misdirected.
I'm a cluster of nerves, excitement, anxiety and giddiness. This is going to be amazing. I know it. :)