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It’s been almost six week since I have posted anything. Usually I get quiet when I don’t know what the hell I’m going to do. I fell into myself and am just now getting around to getting out of that. But don’t worry. I’m not getting out slowly.
I’m exploding.
Exploding with excitement and opportunity, love and tingly feelings. It took a five hour drive to Seattle with the windows down, a $200 flight from Seattle to DC, a book, a bag of skittles, a bad glass of white wine, getting retained by TSA, a pretty girl, and some dance club music for me to get to this point. I’ll explain every single one of those in depth in the coming weeks.
From Seattle to the edge of Nebraska, my brain has been playing ping pong with what’s next. Finally, I pulled out my trusty Gowalla Field Notes book and just started writing. 10 pages later, I have nothing left except passion, excitement and determination to make those ten pages a reality in 2010.
Enough rambling. I need to walk around this flight. The guy next to me has terrible body odor and is reading New Moon. Enough said.