No, I'm not really posting. I mean, I am, but I'm writing this on June 26th and scheduling it to post, um, now.
By this time I think I should be in Spain. I will have packed my bags (45lb only), left my family, gotten on a plane for the first time, stopped in Texas, and then flown over the Atlantic for about 10 hours.
I will probably be panicking, having an upset stomach, and praying a lot. I'll be scared out of my mind and wonder what I've done, going across the ocean to another continent for the better part of a month. I'll want to get out of this.
But I won't, and I won't tell anyone but you. Because remember, Pandora is all about keeping it real.
Keep watching for more scheduled posts from yours truly.