Well, Shit.
That was the single most impulsive thing I have ever done in my entire life. I still can't believe I went through with it. I almost turned around so many times--almost gave in to every excuse--but I suppose you could say I've learned from my mistakes. $3,000 for thirty-six hours and a shot at a new life, and I don't regret a thing about it.
More later. Much more. Right now, I have to take a second to catch my breath. Regardless of the outcome, I am really fucking proud of myself today. I wish I could explain fully how hard that trip was for me, and on so many levels, but I just--can't. And yet, I did it. I really did it. Who knew?
More, I voted for Obama. I think emarosan 's passionate appeals finally got through to me. ;) In fact, I flew back (in part) to vote for Obama. I waited for more than an hour in the rain--without a coat--to vote for Obama. He wasn't my first choice, but he'll be my final choice. I hope the hell it was worth it.
I have to fly to Chicago tomorrow morning, but I hope to be home Friday evening--where I will spend a quiet weekend digesting everything that's happened in the last day-or-so. If I don't return your calls (etc.) until Monday, please don't hold it against me. In fact, give me until next Monday. I don't intend to be around the internet very much at all anymore (not that I really have been), unless you count twitter--which I am totally addicted to. Watch me if you'd like! But I text most of my messages there, so I can't promise a response on that end, either. You can always call or text, though. If I don't answer, I'll call you back as soon as I can.
Life is busy, busy. Tell me a story to sing me to sleep.
More later. Much more. Right now, I have to take a second to catch my breath. Regardless of the outcome, I am really fucking proud of myself today. I wish I could explain fully how hard that trip was for me, and on so many levels, but I just--can't. And yet, I did it. I really did it. Who knew?
More, I voted for Obama. I think emarosan 's passionate appeals finally got through to me. ;) In fact, I flew back (in part) to vote for Obama. I waited for more than an hour in the rain--without a coat--to vote for Obama. He wasn't my first choice, but he'll be my final choice. I hope the hell it was worth it.
I have to fly to Chicago tomorrow morning, but I hope to be home Friday evening--where I will spend a quiet weekend digesting everything that's happened in the last day-or-so. If I don't return your calls (etc.) until Monday, please don't hold it against me. In fact, give me until next Monday. I don't intend to be around the internet very much at all anymore (not that I really have been), unless you count twitter--which I am totally addicted to. Watch me if you'd like! But I text most of my messages there, so I can't promise a response on that end, either. You can always call or text, though. If I don't answer, I'll call you back as soon as I can.
Life is busy, busy. Tell me a story to sing me to sleep.