No, I didn’t really get hit by a bus. But metaphorically speaking, I think I was hit by the reality bus. Today, I came to the stunning realization that in THREE WEEKS (wellll 24 days, but who’s counting?) I will be leaving my family for 18 months and flying away to Brazil.
The days are passings like weeks, and the weeks are passing like days.
I have been waiting months and months and months for this time to come. And there are 24 days until this dream finally becomes real. Brazil, here I come.