Lay-Over

So here I am, sitting in the Cleveland Airport waiting for my connecting flight to Boston. It is pouring down rain outside, which fills me with glee and excitement. =D

The flight from LAX to Cleveland was long, but uneventful. The man next to me sat and scribbled poems about wanting to be left alone, and the most adorable baby across the aisle smiled a big, gummy smile at me every time she was awake, which brightened my flight considerably.

Things I forgot: my hairdryer, my dangly earrings, and my bus ticket. *eeeep* Yep, I'm the biggest dunce in the whole world. I was going to be late for my bus anyway, but now I'll have to re-buy my ticket for full price. *sigh*

BUT soon I'll be on an island, where the first thing I'll do after I unpack and meet everyone is SLEEP. I haven't slept in over 24 hours, and I can feel it.

God is good, though. Always good. And I'm excited. I've been waiting for this day for 5 months, and have gone through a lot of hell and high water to get here. As Queen would say, "It's a beautiful day! The sun is shining! (or it will be!) I feel good! And NOOOOOO ONE'S gonna stop me now!"

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Said, I think I'll go to Boston,
I think I'll start a new life,
I think I'll start it over,
Where no one knows my name.
I'll get out of California,
I'm tired of the weather!
I think I'll get a lover,
and fly him out to Spain.
I think I need a sunrise -
I'm tired of the sunset!
I hear it's nice in the summer,
Some snow would be nice.
Boston, where no one knows my name.
Whoa, yeah.