I'm sitting a plane, on the Tarmac at LAX. This is reality, I'm leaving the country for two months...
I struck up a conversation in the terminal, with a young man by the name of Jay, and came to the realization that I don't really have any plans; I love it! There's no guarantees about anything that will happen excpet the guarantee of change; no matter what happens I will change and I will grow. I am so happy and hopeful!
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