Wednesday, September 7, 2011

late night

or, in this case, early morning.  It's 4am, and I am waiting for my airport shuttle.  I feel excited and anxious all at the same time.  The thing is, Alan takes such good care of me, it has been a good long bit since I have had to really worry about taking care of myself.  This little trip is going to be a good chance for me to depend on me for a change.
I am all packed in a backpack, I have a bathing suit and my camera. Starbucks put out the salted caramel, mocha frappuccino yesterday (I'm pretty sure, just for me) and something amazing is going to happen soon. I can feel it.
Until then...