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34 hours to go!!! lots of mixed feelings of anxiety, excitement, fear of the unknown, finaly going after my passion. All ready to go, finished to do list. About to go one last night out with the gang to get in shape. The feeling is pretty overwhelming it is one of approaching a huge door with a very friendly sign but with a weird doorman. Backpack fits perfectly, walked around the city today with it for 4 hours. Hell ya, this is what dreams are made of. Last night I was reminded how much I love whiskey sours man. 

Bye Bye Miss American Pie

Can't sleep; trip starts in 4 days. It will seem impossible to unplugg and let go. It is not. JUST DO IT. After 7 years of pretending not to notice the truth I finaly faced it and am about to start a journey of about a year to rediscover my passions, learn a new language, and learn a thing or two about eco-tourism. I leave with fond memories of an exceptionally vibrant city but look forward to a whole new perspective of who I am.

"Men occasionally stumble over the truth, but most of them pick themselves up and hurry off as if nothing ever happend."

Sir Winston Churchill