The all-to-familiar ache is back in my heart. This time it isn't as hard. I think that it is harder to be left than it is to leave. When you're leaving you have so many things to think about. Getting to the airport, getting checked in, making sure everything is in place. I wont rest easy until I'm on the ground in Houston and my trusted friend Sam comes to the airport to pick me up.
I know what people mean when they say that they are travel weary. I am travel weary. I'm ready to be in my home, in my bed, in my apartment. DSL and all. I hope things work out for UH. I sincerely hope I do well. We are going to start are approach to San Juan soon. I feel so confident now, I know how to do this go get my bags, go through customs and get my taxi to my hotel. I must contact the Ramada and see if they have my ring.
We're changing direction, this flight seems so short, shorter everytime I take it. I think I'm gonna chill out and watch Family Guy until I have to put my computer up.
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