“I’m going to Hawaii in 12 hours,” she giggles.
“I’m going to Sacremento in two weeks,” he pipes.
“I’m going to Aspen for a week,” he smirks.
If you dwell in the Open Learning Center at school, you’ll get to hear everyone brag about the various places they’re going.
And in my head, I join the conversation, “I’m going to San Luis Obispo. I’m taking the train. In. Your. Face.” Because I know that where I’m going is for far better reasons than theirs.
“I’m gonna hit Maui. I love my new bikini.”
“Yeah, I might go to San Diego too. Pick up some rays.”
“Dude, I just wanna get drunk.”
And then there’s me… “I’m going because I’ve always wanted to ride on a train. I hear they got good food.”
I’m such the party animal.