here i go

It’s interesting, that every time I walk into an airport I get the same feeling. It’s interesting that I can never come up with a word for the feeling.

Sort of surreal. Sort of exciting. Sort of anxious. Sort of happy. Sort of nostalgic. Sort of nervous. Sort of all that. But mostly ready.

I’m ready to fly.

I of course mean this in more than one way.

I’m ready to get on that plane and soar off across the world. I’m also ready to really get my life off the ground. I think this is a good step forward in the right direction.

It’s comforting knowing that I am exactly where God wants me to be right now.

So I’m ready to fly.