Anticipation

I am so excited, I can't sleep. I suppose this is just as well, since I want my body to think this is morning. Perhaps if I'm utterly exhausted I'll be able to sleep on the plane for once? I can't wait anymore. Each year, I count down days in great anticipation and before I know it, the anticipation becomes a reality. Every year I wonder if it will just become ordinary. Every year, it continues to be a whirlwind of excitement. The  magic of travel hasn't toned down at all. In fact, it only gets stronger and the desire to see the world gets more intense with each new part I see. Come on, tomorrow, hurry up and get here!