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I'm a bit anxious. I leave tomorrow, to go see my sister (and, more importantly, to take my nephew to see his mom), and to hang out on the beach and such. I worry about the car (which I finally get, just in time to drive 8 hours on the highway without any time to get used to driving such a boat around), about gas, about having enough money to get there and back, and about getting "in trouble" with my sister's girlfriend's conservative Christian family (most of whom I haven't met).
But it's exciting. I haven't seen the ocean, or swam in the ocean, in a long time. And I get to spend time with my sister and her girlfriend, who are some of my favorite people. And my brothers are coming along (as far as Baltimore, at least) to help with the driving and to see one of their childhood friends who moved away.
I'm torn, I guess. I'm really happy to be going, but scared at the same time.
~AJ~
