So I've been pricing tickets.
And what I want to know is, why the hell is it cheaper to buy a round-trip ticket than it is to buy a one-way?
Regardless, it does make my life a little easier to know that I have a return date.
And my dad wants me to come home for Christmas, which I didn't think I'd be able to afford...but now I think I might be able to swing it!
Probable purchase date:

WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 8TH

Ahhh, Germany, I can hear you calling my name
every.
single.
day.
And you're sounding pretty sweet!!

Drive. Incubus.

Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear
And I can't help but ask myself how much I let the fear
Take the wheel and steer
It's driven me before
And it seems to have a vague, haunting mass appeal
But lately I'm beginning to find that I
Should be the one behind the wheel

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
With open arms and open eyes yeah

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
I'll be there

So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive
Will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive?
It's driven me before
And it seems to be the way that everyone else gets around
But lately I'm beginning to find that
When I drive myself my light is found

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
With open arms and open eyes yeah

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
I'll be there

Would you choose water over wine
Hold the wheel and drive

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
With open arms and open eyes yeah

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
I'll be there


(its opener there in the wide open air)

I sit here, in the same chair where I last wrote a post on the lovely years, what seems like ages ago.  At this time last year, I was embarking on a journey that took me nowhere and everywhere, too.  It took me into an in-between-place, a place between childhood and adulthood. I had decided take a semester off. And then, in December, I decided to take another semester yet.  And now, August 2010, I choose to take yet another, third semester off.  What will I do with my life?

I have no idea.

Who am I?

I have a vague idea. I know who I want to be, I know who I was, but I'm not 100% sure I know who I am. However, I'm not 100% sure anyone ever knows exactly who they are. Perhaps I just am.

Well folks, I want to figure it out!

I'm moving to Germany.

I don't have an exact depature date yet.

But then, I don't have a return date either!

This is the tentative plan, for now:

Leave Arkansas (I'm thinking mid September). Travel halfway across the world. Join Bryn and Carolyn in a little village outside of Stuttgart. Get a job on the American Military base in Stuttgart. Begin to learn German. Practice French, in France. Traipse around Europe with Bryn. I'm talking hostels, backpacks, and trains here! Oh, and I'd like to...

find myself

because truthfully, I'm a little lost.

And I can't think of anywhere else I might likely be, other than Europe.

So pray for me.
Send light and love my way when you think of me.
And read my blog, if you'd like to know more about my adventures in the wild wide world.



(its opener there in the wide opener air)