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Two more days marks my first week here in Prague. Every night here so far I’ve been drunk, gotten an average of 4 hours of sleep a night, and have had to spend 8+ hours a day sitting in training and working while struggling to stay awake. Every morning here so far I’ve downed an average of 5 cups of tea or coffee a day, have been fed like a king for every meal, and woke up dreading the fact that I’m living out of a suitcase... 

4 plane rides 4 different airlines 4 airports 2 continents 1 delayed flight for 1.5 hours 2 stop overs 1 humid ass NY weather 1 long walk in the nasty humid NY weather to another terminal 1 $10 bottle of water and sandwich …and 26 hours later, I’m finally in Prague. I must have only gotten a total of 8 hours of sleep for the past 3 days. After 2 nights of pure debauchery in the city of sin and countless number of hours sitting... 

I’ll be doing a lot of flying for the last half of the year. It’ll be good to rack up those frequent flier miles, but all that flying will make me go crazy. I’ll need to join the Mile High Club given all the opportunities that I have in front of me. Below is my itenerary for the next 3-4 weeks: San Francisco-SFO -> Las Vegas-McCarran Las Vegas-McCarran -> New York-JFK New York-JFK -> Amsterdam-Schiphol Amsterdam-Schiphol... 

It’s 3 days before I leave the states and take off to start my new life in Europe. It still hasn’t hit me yet that I’m leaving — Leaving the area I grew up in, leaving the place where all I’ve ever known existed: friends, family, dog, home, room, car. My mind is either clouded by a plethora of certain emotions such as excitement, fear, and nervousness, or I simply have no heart. I’ve been sitting here...