I’m hitting the highway Saturday morning, going to St. Lewis for 2 1/2 weeks on my summer vacation. It’s unfortunate that I have to travel by myself as Aaron will be working (this is the busiest time of the year for the concrete finishing businesses apparently). I have to go now instead of the end of August when he will be taking his holidays because I have accepted a position at the newspaper for the month of August. I’ll be just finishing up work and on to registration at school. Second year Journalism. How is it that I got here?
If you stop and think (which is a dangerous thing often times!) about where you are and where you’ve come from, most of the time you could never have predicted to be where you are. Travelling infinity, that’s what it’s all about.