No, seriously, I’m six.

I woke up this morning with a very distinct feeling.

I’m sure you remember the one. It’s the very specific feeling of waking up on Christmas day, Easter day, or the last day of school, The night before, you are practically vibrating with excitement, because you know when you wake up, the awesome day will be there. When you wake up, you jump out of bed, usually insanely early, to begin the exciting day.

That’s how I woke up this morning. I’m going on vacation, and I’m so excited about it I felt like it was Christmas.

Antoine de Saint Exupéry wrote, in the intro to The Little Prince “All grown-ups were once children–although few of them remember it.”

So, yeah. I’m excited, and I can’t wait for the day to be over.

Oh, and if I don’t post for a while, it’s because I’m travelling around the country, eating beef jerky and zen GORP, and having my picture taken standing next to things.