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So here I am, about to embark on my first ever solo journey, as exciting as it is, it feels like I'm counting down to execution. I took my last shower, I'm about to have my last meal, and I feel like I have to choose my last words when saying goodbye to my mother when she drops me off. There's absolutely no reason to think this wont go by smoothly, but things are never that easy for me. For all I know my reservation number will be wrong, or my luggage will be over by an ounce somewhere along the line and it gets lost. Wish me luck!