Touch N Go's

I want a dog so bad. And I think I want a golden retriever. They seem so snuggly and friendly. Man's best friend material.

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On our way home to park the RV once and for all, we drove past a Naval Air Station where three F-18's were practicing touch n go's for aircraft carrier landings. It was incredible to watch. It's the kind of thing that makes me wish I wasn't 5'1" so I could be a jet pilot. Or even a C-17 pilot. When I was little I wanted to fly jets. Top Gun was my favorite movie when I was a kid, and it's still in my top list.

I will be home in Alaska in two weeks. It is weird. I think it feels weirder as it gets closer. Since graduation I have felt like a bird without a nest, fluttering about to the next perch until I have to move on and fly again. Moving home doesn't really feel like my own nest. It feels like I am just borrowing a nest until I can find my own nest. I liked living on my own for the past two years. I liked having my own domain. My own kitchen and furniture and grocery stores and local haunts. I feel like as long as I live at home I will just feel like I'm borrowing space. I don't really have an option right now though. Washington feels a little bit toxic to me right now. Time to go home, pay off my loans and get it together.