I am leaving in just a short time for the trip. (Hopefully.)

In some strange way, it feels like a death sentence.

In fact, it is. It is the death of who I am now, and the death of the limitations by which I have lived. I have worked so incredibly hard these past nine months to get to where I am now. I feel I have been richly rewarded for my efforts, for this is a passion that feeds itself: the more I study, the more opportunities become available to me.

I hope I can update this blog regularly to keep those interested informed of my antics. Those who know me well know that there is scarcely a dull moment in my life. I’m always out there looking for something to amuse me, to amuse my friends. Hopefully this will be the next good story to tell over coffee, if nothing else.