Two: Twas 9 Hours Before Departure.

Well...I'm almost there.  Sort-of.  I'm not nervous, which I find incredibly strange.  I suppose nothing has really hit me yet.  Between graduation, moving out, and leaving for Europe for 4 months, I haven't really had time to marinate on everything and let it sink in.  Once again this post is pointless and doesn't really have any purpose.  I'm hoping these things get more exciting as the days progress (for your sake anyway).  I'm not the one who reads it.  I had a great last night in Atlanta, and I'm excited to be living here once I return.  Well, I guess this is it.  Cross your fingers for me at 6:45 pm.  Let's hope we're not flying through any tornadoes.  

Peace. Love. Adios America.