I am going home tomorrow.
And basically what it comes down to,
is...
I can't sleep.
I am 23 years old, and I feel like today, March 16th, is Christmas Eve circa 1995 when I eagerly anticipated the arrival of my very own American Girl doll.
Actually, there is a solid chance nothing will ever be as great as that morning.
And I am okay with that.
But, I guess this trip home will suffice just this once.
I bet I can find my American Girl doll locked away in a closet somewhere.
Win, win situation my friends.
Have fun at home!! I wish I was there to have an all nighter with you. PARTY!
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