So tomorrow i'll be in Texas, with the feeling of the sun's warmth on my face, the taste of deep fried food in my mouth, and the smell of sunblock evaporating off of my skin.
And I'm happy. Because I'll be away from here--not because I hate it, but because I don't want to hate it. Because sometimes, we get sick of the things we should be grateful for.
So I'm ready to go serve and see things that will make me grateful, and I'm ready for my first plane ride, and I'm ready for a week away from my parents and my small comfort zone of school friends.
Goodbye, home. Hello, world.
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Well put.
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