no. 39

I finally feel better... thankfully. I only have this lingering cough but it isn't anything serious at all. There are 13 days (12, kind of) until I go to Sheffield for Christmas. Holy crap. This year has gone by fast and I have done more than I ever thought I could in one year. I've dropped out of college, moved back home, spent yet another Christmas in Kentucky, worked full time and was successful at what I did, made some amazing friends, rekindled friendship with others, I took my first trip to Kentucky by myself (will not be the last, no matter where I end up), I came up with an idea and followed through, and now I'm here in Switzerland. I'm learning French, I'm making some of the best friends of my life (I love you girls) and I'm doing so much that I thought would always remain a dream. I am happy with how I'm growing up, I'm happy with who I'm shaping myself to be. There are a lot of choices for me to make in the next few months, but I have the confidence in myself that I will make a good decision. Who knows where I'll end up! But really, I could have just posted this...
"What is that feeling when you're driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? -- it's the too-huge world vaulting us, and it's good-by. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies." - Jack Kerouac, from On The Road