[one month ago]
December 5, 2014… Let the ADVENTURE Begin!
There’s a great deal of rumbling beneath me. A roar of engines, then a pressure at my back… like going light-speed on Star Tours at Disneyland… only 159,982 times better. I give a quick glance out the window to my left (past the bored-looking girl already reading a magazine) and the world suddenly tilts sharply. Drastically. And there’s the wing of the plane, acting as a level to indicate just how sharply we are pointed.
Going up, up, up… and I want to throw my hands up and giggle. For real. It’s the best rollercoaster I’ve ever been on. Because this adventure is real.
And just like that, the tears prick at my eyes. Unexpectedly, but not unwelcome. Because I’ve still got a HUGE grin on my face.
Gaining altitude, plane shaking, and my heart soars and shakes along with it, too. Because I’m up here… high above the ground… in one of those planes I’d watch from the ground and wistfully tell myself “someday.”
That was always it. “Someday,” I’d say… dreaming of a future when the timing would be right, the money would be there, I’d have a good travel companion and the stars would be aligned… then I’d “do it.” Whatever “it” was. Fly to New York, Seattle, San Francisco, ITALY, or even back to Walt Disney World. Someday I would travel. I’d go, really…
I promised this to myself every day as I’d drive into work, watching the planes fly overhead… looking up and wondering where they were headed. I’d smile and wish them well on their travels, then imagine I was high above myself, in that plane right along side them.
“Someday,” I’d whisper to myself on a sigh… driving to my daily drudgery. But someday never seemed to happen. Days turned to years. Same routine, same life, same issues, same promises.
My stomach keeps dropping and tightening and the butterflies are definitely putting on a show in there… but I can’t tell if it’s caused by the dipping of the plane in turbulence, or because I know this is such a big step in my life, and the reality is finally hitting me a bit more.
I’ve talked about adventures and finding it “someday.” But this is finally happening today. The twisting and turning continues, and I’ve still got that stupid grin plastered to my face.
Alone, but not lonely.
And incredibly excited to see where my path leads next.
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