United States of Anticipation
I've had a lot to think about over the past few days. My whole life to think about, really. Every aspect of my coming life hid around the corners of an 1800 mile road trip to New York City.
I don't have time to spell it out right now, but I only have...eight months until my life enters a new, inevitable chapter.
I don't know how I feel about that.
1 comment:
I've found it helps to number and title your life chapters. It gives you (though it may be blatantly faux) a nice sense of direction.
I await the story of your trip with bated breath.
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