I remember getting new clothes, packing them up for the trip, waking up early, taking a smooth ride, and stopping every now and then to eat delicious, not at all nutritious, home cooked food.
In actuality, I had to work almost right up until my flight. I needed to save my paid vacation days. On Tuesday, I worked, went to the gym, went to Muay Thai, showered, packed, cleaned, and went to the airport. I was so exhausted by the time I got to my seat, I don't even remember taking off.
I had to change flights in Houston around 5:30am Central. I had a 90 minute layover and between naps, I waited for the sun to rise, so I could take a picture. It never showed. We boarded and again I slept from take off to touchdown.
Florida was hot and humid. I'm guessing the humidity was actually quite low, because I barely noticed it. And my tolerance of moisture has been greatly diminished. Florida was also green. There were trees and grass in every direction. There were clouds and a refreshing wind. If I sound like I was desperate to be on the East Coast, it's because I apparently was.
I have two brothers, one actually is from another mother. His name is Ty'yier and he's turning 8 this month. My dad always takes him on a trip for his birthday. This year they went to Universal Studios (which they have frequented in years past) and I went to Florida to meet them. I haven't seen Ty in years. He was born while I was in college, and right after graduation, I moved to Fargo. He came to Fargo once (first words there were "Danie I'm cold.") and I saw him occasionally when I visited my dad. But our relationship is lacking. We enjoy each other, we just don't spend as much time together as we should.

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