What's happen you ask? 1300 miles.
One thousand, three hundred miles of highway. Of time to remember my 5 years in Denver with love. Of time to think about the next chapter. Of sadness to leave a city that made me who I am today. Of excitement to live closer to my family for the first time in 9 years.
One thousand, three hundred miles to yell at the damn cat who gets anxiety in the car. And meows. A lot.
One thousand, three hundred miles of hoping the beebee stays asleep most of the day. Of hoping Mr. Pickles enjoys his first major road trip. Of pee breaks and beef jerky.
Ahhh, California. How I never I thought I'd go back to you. It's adventure time.
Jobless and babyfull....talk about your leap of faith. I guess I better start packing.
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