The official sentence of the day – “Holy shit I’m leaving tomorrow.” Planned time of departure is set for 10:00 tomorrow morning. If past events are indicative of future happenings, however, I’ll probably be on the road by 9:30, as I always budget too much time between getting up and leaving and I can’t stand sitting around waiting to leave.
10:00 AM. That’s like 18 hours away. I swear the last five days have gone by so quickly it’s ridiculous. Even with my steadily increasing difficulty trying to get to sleep at night. Tonight’s going to be bad enough to warrant a little Tylenol PM, I believe.
It’s the eve of the new chapter in my life and damned if I don’t feel fucking awesome.
