Wanderlust

"We would look out over the immense sea ... each of us far way, flying in his own aircraft to the stratospheric regions of his own dreams. There we understood that our vocation, our true vocation, was to move for eternity along the roads and seas of the world. Always curious, looking into everything that came before our eyes, sniffing out each corner but only ever faintly- not setting down roots in any land or staying long enough to see the substratum of things; the outer limits would suffice."

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

“Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life.” – Jack Kerouac

Last day in the USA!!! I'll be heading to the airport around 3AM tonight and my backpack is... kinda... all packed. (Of course I'm still debating which books to bring) I'm nervous but excited for this trip to finally begin! It's been weird being in this limbo at home- ready for the trip, but not on it yet, and I'm just sitting at home while life for everyone else goes on.
While I'm not looking forward to meeting everyone at the airport at 3 in the morning not exactly looking or feeling my best, I am just ready to get everything started.
-EAJ

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Wednesday, February 8, 2012

“Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life.” – Jack Kerouac

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