Chicago Bound.
I'll be leaving for Chicago on Tuesday. I'm happy. I'm excited. I'm also very nervous. During this trip I will be partaking in a lot of 'firsts'. It'll be the first time I've left Florida in about two years. It'll be my first time ever visiting Chicago, where I'll be for three weeks, and it's also my first time - here's the big one - flying a plane! And of course, I'm real nervous about latter.
At this particular moment, going to Chicago means a lot of things to me, in one word, escape comes to mind. Not that I'm particularly running away from anything, but I need to be somewhere other than here, preferably some place I've never been before.
The timing worked out perfectly because a good friend of mine just so happened to move back to Chicago from Florida in August, and at the time I just so happened to be thinking that I really needed to get away . So yeah, prefect.
Basically, what it boils down to, is that I need to figure stuff out. A LOT of stuff. I feel like at this point in life I've hit rock bottom. Now, I know that sounds bad, but for me, not quite. What it really means is it's time to re-access a lot things. It means it's time to prioritize what's really important to me, and what I'm willing to sacrifice in order to be happy. It also means self reflecting more about my passions, whatever they may be. And for some crazy reason, I think I can find this in Chicago.
Maybe I just need an excuse to get away. But I do need to get away, so I'm jet-setting. Maybe I'll fall in love with the city and never come back.
And that's all. Come Tuesday, I'm going to be a brave girl and get on that plane.
P.S. Did I mention I was really nervous about flying a plane for the first time? Because I really, really am.
That's awesome that you get a break and get to go to Chicago. I would like to go there. :) I've never flown anywhere before either, so I can imagine how nervewracking that is.
I went rode in an airplane back in '05, to Florida...the flight attendants were really nice, but the passengers were horribly rude to me. So, hopefully you figure out you have a Class A ticket instead of a Class C (the 'A' is watermarked, and I didn't realize this until it was too late, and I was the very last person onboard! lmao I'm an idiot) ....and they ought to tell people that there's a mini-subway in some airports. Because when you walk onto a car, and then walk through another door on the other side, you feel like a complete moron when you have to walk all the way back and pretend you've lost something just to keep from breaking down and crying because you're a bit of a retard :D That's what happened to me hehe.
I think we all need to get away once in a while, honestly. And you'll be fineeee, regarding your first flight. I think that might make the experience all the better for you, too, you know? Safe travels!