I'm okay with it now... sort of.
The more i think about it, the less resistant i am to the idea of going away.

I don't care one bit about all the people involved on this trip but i'm still going away and some part of me is okay with it now...
about packing my bag and leaving and spending a few days out of the country.

I could use the self reflection and non existent cell service.

My plane ticket is paid for.

In 22 days, i will be sitting at the DFW Airport... waiting.

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posted on 2012-11-30 @ 2:24 p.m.