Tonight I leave by train on an eight-hour journey to Arlanda, from whence I fly to America. I don't feel ready to travel just yet. I haven't wrapped my mind around the prospect. This whole time I have been scrambling to level up in karate, finish up my TESOL course, study driving theory, and take the final test--I've been hanging from the bowsprit and never once did I look up at the horizon until I was well and clear of the reefs. With only a brief respite for Midsummer, I am hurled headfirst into the next adventure. I don't mind traveling--I don't mind train rides or plane rides, but I wish I had a moment to catch my breath.
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