Edit: Upon realizing that I might need to schedule knee surgery in a couple of days, I've canceled my ticket. But I did it once, which means it won't really be a problem to do again.
I have 24 hours to change my mind.
But as of right now, I fly to Seattle on the morning of Saturday, December 27th.
Sorry, Ma. It's gonna be a bit of an early morning drive. Flight leaves at 8am.
I'm relieved. I'm scared. I'm sad. I'm not crying. I swear.
And the next day, I have an audition for a choir somewhere in the city. Because life begins like that.
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