Twenty three

This is day -23. I am listening to Amber's favorite music, which means, at this moment, Glory Fades by Brand New. It is difficult to continue sitting in this chair and not jump up and set out right this minute on the trip we have been planning for months. We are ready. We could leave tomorrow. We could leave right now, as soon as we stuff everything into our car. I sometimes sit at my desk and stare at my bank account. I can't believe how free all the money I've saved makes me feel. I can live for the rest of the year on what I've already earned. Not luxuriously, but creatively and with no one to report to except myself. Right now, everything looks beautiful and hope is lifting everything inside me up.