so it's Friday afternoon and i can hardly stand it anymore. i can't concentrate, sleep, or focus on anything other than getting started on our trans America trip.
remember in high school, when the last hour of the day seemed like an eternity? thats kind of how this feels.
i still have a few last minute things to do. haircut. buy groceries. get things for party tomorrow.
thats it for now. the next time i write I'll probably have a week or so behind me, a couple of hundred miles covered, and lots to tell.
dalton
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