CALIFORNIA. AUGUST 26-SEPTEMBER 8.

California. Where the mountains climb so tall, and waves crash blue around you. I will be here. On this coast. In one month. My heart is doing backflips and cartwheels and my stomach is turning inside out. Travis says everything is free in california and that we are going to touch seals on their bellies. Amanda says we're going to explore and I'm never going to want to come home. There's something sweet about seeing the world. My entire life feels better.

Last night was the best I've felt all summer, maybe. Amanda Martin is an angel. Jasdave is the funniest prince I've ever met in my life. Hands down. Ever. I may have met my tall dream babe...Travis. He flicked pennies at nerd heads and reached out to pet a cat while being mobbed by drunk guys. Well.... I hate everyone but I really liked them.

We can take this weekend, drive out past city limits, keep on driving just as far as we can go. And we can take this weekend, and make it last forever, deal the shackles of our lives a breaking blow. Because to run away is victory, a tank of gas is freedom, and a starry night and open road is hope. We can take my fast car, or maybe just close our eyes, and when we open them the world we want can be the world we know.

One month, I'm gone.