These are some of the last words I’ll type on my computer before packing it up. My 11:45 Greyhound will take me to Chicago (all things go, all things go), where I’ll spend the night. Tomorrow at 6:45, if all goes well, I will be on my plane ready to head to Europe.
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| This is the big one, folks! |
None of this is sinking in.
Trips always seem a bit surreal, but this one especially because right now I have a mild flu of some sort. It’s attacked my muscles, mostly, giving me spasms, twitches, aches of all kinds, as well as making me about as sharp as a sack of wet mice. I pray that I’ll feel better by the time I get to Amsterdam.
Ready for the journey, readers? Hope I am too…
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