If all has gone according to plan, I am currently on a plane somewhere over Canada. On my way to a brief layover in Seattle, before heading to my final destination: San Francisco.
From there, I'll have a bit of a drive to where I'm staying, but hey; San Francisco was cheaper to fly into than San Jose, so I'll take it!
As long as I avoid the travel drama that was the trip home for Thanksgiving, I don't think I'll have anything to complain about.
I've packed one small bag (because I have every intention of living in pajamas for this next week) and managed to stuff a handful of Random Acts disks into it. I'm hoping for some opportunities to spread the music love in Cali before I submit to the knife on Tuesday.
This is it though. I am starting an adventure of an entirely different kind from those I embarked upon last year. An adventure that will hopefully end in relief.
An adventure that will hopefully end in success.
A clean slate.
A fresh start.
Renewed hope.
And so it begins...