My Future Now

I got out of the car, threw my backpack over my shoulder, and, with a grin larger than a sideways moon, walked towards the airport.
“Maggie!” I heard my mother’s voice.
I had completely forgotten to say goodbye. I turned back to her, and did a slight skip back towards her.
She gave me a hug and a kiss, “Give me a call when you get there... and when you get into the apartment... and be sure to keep me updated on the job. And—”
“Mom, relax,” I smiled. “I’ll call you.”
She hugged me again. She seemed to not want to let go.
I pulled myself away, went up to the airport door, and waved back to her one more time.

I had been planning this day for two and a half years. I was excited more than nervouse--though there is not denying the nervousness. It was the first time I was living anywhere without the guise of my parents. All through college I had lived in the dorms, so apartment living was a whole new adventure for me.
I picked up my pace, breezing through security as I always did. On the other side, I bought myself a smoothie and sat anxiously at the gate.

The plane finally arrived, we finally boarded, and it finally took off. I'm pretty sure my smile didn't fade for the whole of the flight--which was only an hour, but still.
After the hour came to it's long awaited end, the plane descended into the airport. I grinned my thank you to the pilots and stewardesses as I stepped off the plane.

I walked briskly through the airport, taking in everything in flashes of sensory activation. The smell, the light, the sounds, everything. I walked out of the airport, the cool new-fall air hitting my face cooly. I took a deep breath. Never would I forget this day. Everyone around me seemed a bit confused as to why I was so happy to be here. Fools.

I let my grin loose yet again and stepped out into my future now arrived.