Cierra picks me up at the airport from my California trip about 2PM and goes "Hey I got new drawers set up in my car with the mattress.. Trying to go to Oregon tonight or what?' Half kidding and half hoping I'd say yes probably. I laugh and ask where first.
She dropped me off at my house; I was again packing clothes into a bag to live out of for the week. Literally saying "Hi" and "Bye" to my dad at the same time as I'm walking out the door screaming I'm just going to Oregon. He knew as much as I did at that point though.
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