I miss Monica.

Gah, I'm so impatient.


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I've been gone for over two weeks.

I miss my home.
I miss my friends.
I miss driving my car.

So why don't I want to leave?
Why do I want two weeks to turn into two more weeks or two more months?

I guess the answer really is simple.

Wowsers.

I'm not sure what made me feel more American, ordering the pizza on the plane when everyone else wanted the chicken curry with rice or when I was at least a head taller than everyone else on the tram in the airport.

Highlights:

The first thing/person I saw in the airport was a Japanese teenager with his laptop at a power/internet station, ( Read more... )

I'm waiting in O'hare airport for my flight to board.
I'll be heading off to Tokyo in about an hour.
I'm so excited, worried, and anxious that I can't decide which I am more of.
The next time I post I will be in Tokyo or Seoul!
Take care!

I should state for the record, I had no idea what was happening ( Read more... )

The wind is howling, it's like the wind from a thunderstorm, except there is no rain, only the dead heat of night whipping against my face, teasing me with thoughts of rain and the thundering and shattering of the sky.  The wind whips the trees and and rustles the leaves like the end could be near.  I stood outside a while ago, and just felt ( Read more... )

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A friend of mine asked me what I was expecting from the girl in California ( Read more... )

How sweet sleep is ( Read more... )

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