Blog-checkin’ in the morning before class. Later, I called my best to wish her a happy happy birthday, and Jones and I ran a few errands.
Four days, and counting down. I can hardly wrap my mind around the fact that American soil DOES exist, and I will be stepping foot on it shortly. These ten months mark the longest I’ve ever been away from home — not too impressive, by any means, but its still something to me.
