What is it with me and boys with romantic notions of travel? It's as if they can hear my quiet little heart song and the grab on to it and tell me exactly what I want to hear, telling me exactly what it is I see in my dreams.
I can't just quit my job, pack up and leave and head to California, Aruba and Chile for a year.
At least not in October.
I'm prepaird for big changes in January, I've been getting ready all year.