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I moved! Again. Got on a bus that I swore up and down I would never ever in my life get on again. The bus rides kill me every time. My legs always swell up from sitting for too long, and no matter how much I try to stretch, and walk around, it never seems to help. I told myself, the next time I got on a bus, it better be worth the trip. And I really hope it was.

It took me 2 days and 6 hours to get her. My longest trip by 6 hours, and only because I had an 8 hour and 45 minute layover in Chicago. All so I can travel from Michigan to the other side of the country in hopes that I will sometime soon meet my best friend in the whole world.

Which we are finally going to be meeting face to face this coming up Thursday, December 18. Two weeks after I have arrived. Lmao! Oi! The wait will be worth it, I'm sure.

I'm anxious and excited and nervous. But above all that, I am absolutely terrified out of my mind.

It's funny, I went to Arizona in 2010, to meet a guy I was dating for 2 months at the time online. Stayed in Arizona for 2 years, and dated the guy for 3. Never was scared. Went back home to Michigan in August of 2012, and we broke up after 3 years, because the distance just wasn't working. And then last year in June (2013), I went out to Massachusetts, to meet two online friends of mine and stayed there for 9 months. All 3 friends I met here on Gaia.

And here I am again, in another state, about to meet my bestest friend ever online in about 3 days. Wasn't scared when I met the other 3, but this time I am truly terrified. My manager at the first Dollar Tree that I worked at said it's because I'm actually in love with my best friend, and not just going out to meet a friend. But then I asked her about my ex in Arizona. I mean, I loved him at some point, since we were dating, and I had gone out there to be with him, right!? But then she told me this time it was different, and she could tell by how I acted and when I talk about him, I hold him up in a different way than I have with others.

I do love him a lot. More than I think he probably realizes. I love him because he's my best friend. I love him because he puts up with me when others don't. I love him for talking to me and keeping me sane. And I love him just because he is him, and nothing else.

Only a few more days.... Crossing out each day on the calender.