In JFK

My trip so far:

Screen Shot 2015-08-07 at 11.48.11 AMHad to leave my ukulele (who I’ve recently named Eulah) at home because of a stuffed backpack and the fear of it being crushed. It was a tearful goodbye 😦 But hopefully my mom will send it along when I get my address. I have to learn to sing more 4-chord songs off-key somehow!

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This is the ceiling at the Hartsfield-Jackson waiting area that my goodbye crew dawdled under while wondering when exactly to say goodbye. I really expected to cry, but I think I was too tired/too focused on the whole Airporting thing to get choked up. I felt a little bit of a sob coming up when I finally walked away but I am an ADULT and I REPRESSED IT like ADULTS DO. SO THERE.

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I can’t help but take tons of airport window pictures. This flight was actually air conditioned, unlike my flight to DC, so I didn’t feel like I was going to pass out and die at every bump. It’s the little things.

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Farewell, Atlanta. I’ve been in you for six years and you’re gonna miss me.

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One reason this flight was so bomb is the complete lack of people. Like, everyone had their own bench. EVERYONE. Also one of those muscular dudes right there helped me lift my ungodly heavy carryon, so I think this nap was his karmic reward.

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And nooowwwwww I’m in New York. My ears hurt like HELL on the descent, but I just fought through like the survivor I am. One day they’ll write a biography about me and mention this pain as something heroic I braved. People will quote from it on Tumblr, and you can say ‘I knew her when that was happening.’ You’re welcome.

Chilling at my gate now, cannot WAIT to sleep on this plane. CAN’T WAIT I SAY. I hope they have chargers and a tv, too. And delicious food. And some servants to bring high tea. You know, just the basic amenities would be nice.

Ok, next time I write here I’ll be in Korea, unless something goes horribly wrong. Then, for the love of god, destroy this website and say it was really beautiful and inspirational.

W

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