For months, this whole thing has seemed like some distant dream. It was always there, getting closer and closer, but it's like there was a fun house mirror in front of me, distorting time and space and distracting me from a crucial fact...I'm going to France for 7 months. And it all finally hits me. Tomorrow evening I will be on a plane, speeding away from everything I know. Adventure, like some dark bird, clutches my heart in its talons.
Don't forget me, OK?
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