Holy cow. Trained for a YEAR for this one. Three Days at the Fair. 72 hours. Starts in 1.5 hours.
I know what I'm getting into. And I don't.
It's not gonna suck. And, yet, it is.
Fun. Misery. Company. Laughter. New friends. Old friends. Patience. And lack thereof.
Time to think. Time to not. Heat. Cold that's not really cold but feels like it.
Yummy food. Lots and lots of yummy food.
A 72-hour look inside myself ... over and over and over.