flying

I want to go somewhere, I feel so couped up. I feel like daydreaming about a vacation, planning, and finding out about a new place. Thats the kind of stuff that makes me tick. I just wish I had someone who shared that passion. I wish, it was Bub, but he is the one person who dreads going anywhere with me. For the shear fact he wont ever admitt anything that I do is wonderful. Call it abuse, call it being a jerk, call it something Im not dealing with anymore.