14 Days until I get liquored up and pop a Benadryl to make the flight across the Atlantic again.
Funny that an aspiring pilot can’t break free from the nervousness of flying over the ocean.
14 Days until I run away from everyday routines, and see things that amaze my eyes.
14 Days until I slip out of my work shoes and into the shoes I save for special occasions
(read: a night out).
I Crossed an Ocean... 
Lucky you in 14 you'll be in the land of green
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