I gotta get outta here 



I titled this entry after a common phrase uttered frequently by my burned out coworkers and me. Sometimes it's all we can do to keep our sanity by simply saying, "I gotta get outta here," knowing that an escape is (hopefully) just around the corner. For me, that escape has arrived. I've been off work since Sunday, and I couldn't be more thrilled. And in less than two days I will be getting on a plane bound for Hong Kong. My (im)patience is being rewarded. I love traveling, and this trip is a special one as it will solidify for my lovely girlfriend and me whether there is something real between us or not. I suspect there is. But you all don't care about that.

Just the other day, though, I looked at my desk and noticed the three types of currency, my passport and plane tickets. I feel a little bit like Jason Bourne but without (hopefully) the people shooting at me all the time. I love traveling.

 

Posted: Wed - April 13, 2005 at 08:50 PM           |

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