All weekend long I have looked forward to writing this post. The publishing of this post is the symbolic point of no return. It means there is no going back, and from this point forward everything will be new and exciting.

I am not disillusioned to the point of thinking I’ll never be bored or feel less-than-enthrawled with my surroundings, as even the most positive and culture-emersed traveler can feel a momentary spurt of laziness or depression. I am simply looking as hopefully as I can to the future, as I have worked hard to acheive it. It feels like when you need to go to the bathroom. you walk around for hours in discomfort, and you finally see the toilet and almost lose it.

I am almost about to lose it, and pee my pants…figuratively.

You see…I have always craved freedom. Even when I get it, I want more of it. I want all bonds to break free and allow full movement through the world and all it has to offer. This doesn’t mean I don’t value pain, challenge, and the lessons we learn from these situations. I would just prefer for my pain to be self-inflicted. Or my challenge to be a natural one, me against the world, versus one someone specific is creating for me.

This trip will be the ultimate expression of that craving. The ultimate implementation. I am living the dream, for god sake.

So yes…this post is a little bit of bragging, and a little self serving. It is serving as an outlet, a way to channel my pulsating energy into something (somewhat) constructive. I feel as if all of my years spent thus far FINALLY have a part to play in the big picture of my life.

My bag is packed…Julie’s house is finally empty…and I am spending my time at Krispy Kreme…stealing wifi while sipping milk (no sugar until Saturday) to make sure I finish up my most critical stuff, so that I can relax for these next few days on the road (to be more specific: in the air). I’m ready for the world…and…for the first time…the world is ready for me.

I’d like to take these last few minutes of typing time while on Maui to thank all the recent commenters. You have made me feel like I am truly writing for someone, and this encourages me more than I can tell you with words. Thank you thank you thank you.

Thanks to you, in particular, dear reader: For letting me brain-vomit onto this page, and into your brain. Thanks for reading. Wish me luck.