viva argentina

this time tommorow i'll be inside a jetplane, and hopefully i stay awake when they pass out the honey peanuts and soda. it always pisses me off when i fall asleep and wake up to everyone drinking and eating peanuts. i know it's crazy but it makes me feel that the whole airplane conspired for that to happen, and their eating the snacks in front of me to taunt me.
okay weiiird. moving on.

there's so much anxiety/excitement/nervousness swimming around my stomach right now
(or maybe it's the cottage cheese & peaches i just ate). the house looks like a disaster: like a vomit of clothes. whoohoo...procrastination wins again. to be fair we've had less than 48 hours to pack with me just arriving from norcal, graduation, & sabbath to account for the time slippage.

truth be told i am scared.
but super stoked at the same time.

i've felt this feeling many times at different parts of my life.
it's in these moments of feeling vulnerable, scared, and not knowing exactly what's going to be around the corner that's when i've latched on to hope, family, and faith the most. for all i know argentina could be the crappiest decision of my life. but so is drinking diet coke after midnight, wearing a white dress without a slip, or getting hit by a car that one summer... anything can be the "crappiest" thing ever. [cue corny music] i'm starting to learn it's how you deal with crap, and the people that help you deal with it that count for the most.

that's the truth.

be safe this summer & do something that makes you come alive.

love,

benny

p.s. bri can't think of anyone better to change the world with.