The urge to wander is once again upon me. The process of moving to Chicago starts today, and I gotta tell you, I have some seriously mixed feelings. I'm glad to be on my way, I'm excited about the program at the Art Institute, I'm excited about the road trip...but I am very, very sad to be leaving my family. We all had dinner last night, and leaving Kevin and Kelley's house to drive away on my own was difficult. I can't lie: there was some crying on the way home.
But enough of that sentimental crap! Katie Carter and I embark on our estimated 9-day road trip today. We're going down to LA today, and tomorrow we pick up Route 66, which we'll follow all the way to Chicago. We have exciting things to see and do along the way, and hopefully we won't kill each other. I'm thinking...Vegas odds...20:1 for actual bloodshed, 7:1 that someone will be left at a truckstop. Katie's sister Meagan had a dream that I was alone at a bus stop crying, and she is our designated trip psychic, so it doesn't look so good for me. Also predicted: 3 fights, 2 meltdowns, 1 run-in with the law, and 1 vomiting fit.
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