Well, I am all packed and nearly ready to go. I am waiting in Minneapolis for my older sister to pick me up (two small children enclosed)so we can grab a "snack" and coffee before my flight at 1:15.
I hardly slept last night. It took me nearly an hour to fall asleep, and I awoke twice: 12:30, and 5:30. Nerves. I was dreaming of the not so distant future when I would be strolling down eccentric neighborhoods, sipping delicious coffee, and devouring savory burritos in the Mission District. It's been nearly I year since I have flown; last March when I went to LA.
I exit Minnesota with a fresh dusting of snow, to a glorious 53 degrees, short sleeve shits, and an umbrella... heh. To be continued...
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