Spontaneity has made a glorious entrance back into my life. Maybe that's the reason for my funk of late? Life just got a little too predictable perhaps? Well, not anymore. I'm going to Vegas.
Andy boy and I were texting. I've been trying to get him to come out and visit. In fact, back when I moved out to Hawaii we had planned on him coming out in January (which obviously didn't happen). Supposedly we were gonna spend a week on Maui (see the whales) and a week on Oahu. So we were arguing back and forth, me nagging him to visit and him telling me to come home and visit, when he casually suggested I meet him out in Vegas. This was two days ago. I entertained the thought for a day. I requested the days off yesterday. And I booked the flight today. Huzzah!
I've never been. I haven't seen Andy in over a year, which is a first. And if there was ever the perfect tour guide for Vegas, it would be him.
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