Beginnings

In just over 24 hours, my life will turn upside down and everything I know and have begun to expect and appreciate about my existence will cease to be as I embark on a new adventure in pursuit of a deep rooted dream. I'll be saying goodbye to my closest friends and family as I move to Dallas to begin flight school. Am I nervous? Scared? I can't even recount how many times I've been asked that question over the past few months as I began to broadcast my future plans. Some have called me nuts, leaving a stable career and enthusiastically digging myself into $60 grand worth of student loans in the midst of the worst economy of my youthful generation, all in the hopes of someday flying for a living. Delusional? Deranged? Probably. But it's a dream, my dream, and I'm going for it. I just want to fly airplanes. And so, to quote myself with my favorite expression (apologies to all my ex-girlfriends), "We'll see what happens." Follow along as I begin an incredible journey...