Aye, at last the day has arrived.

My flight leaves in a couple of hours.

I'm packed. I don't feel ready, but I am packed. My hair is washed, my clothes are on, all of my affairs are taken care of. Everything in Spokane is ready to say goodbye.

To tell truth I am way looking forward to getting into Grove City. Ach. If only it weren't for the next fourteen hours. If only I wasn't going to be spending 12 of them in planes and airports.

Sleep. Sleep shall come.

Power went out last night, which caused us all a minor crisis, since it meant we had no freaking alarm clocks. But that problem was solved when the power came back on with a vengeance half an hour ago.

Time to do one last check through my room and get myself some breakfast.

I'll see you all on the other side.

Love,
Beth

And don't you feel today, too?



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