Short Stories
Entry No. 49 March 25, 2005

Can't Wait

So, it is getting kind of close to the end of my journey. Don't get me wrong, I still have a lot to go, but compared to what I have done and what I have left, it seems close. I definitely think that I will always travel and try to see the world in unique ways such as bike touring. You see so much more. You think about so much more. And in my experience, you come to some basic realizations because you have a heck of a lot of time to think.

One thing that I have learned is how important my roots are and where I am from (no matter how much I have complained about Philadelphia, they have the best public transportation system I know and have actually found myself boasting about it). I am realizing just how important family and good friends are.

As I mentioned, while biking, I get the opportunity to think about things. Lately, I have thought a lot about home. I can't wait to see my family, help plan my sister's wedding, go surfing with my brother and roll all over the sand and get slobbered on by his dog, Blaze. I can't wait to see, kiss, and touch a very important person in my life and hold his hand and never let go. I can't wait to paint the cracking walls in my house, use my washer and dryer and drink 100% fruit juice-cold. I can't wait to watch the Tour de France and point out to whomever will listen that my tan lines are darker than Lance's. I can't wait to visit friends, new homeowners, new parents, old colleagues and get hugged to pieces without having to have brought Dunkin' Donuts. I can't wait to build some upper body strength and do the Stone Harbor Triathlon with my brother and sister. I can't wait to play Ultimate Frisbee with friends who are freakishly serious about a Frisbee. I think I just can't wait to be home and be loved and have my hair mussed and hear "you're crazy, but ya done good, kid".

Maybe I am not as independent as I would like to think. I miss you all and can't wait to see you!

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