I remember looking at
Oklahoma on the big
US map in the library –
the map that spanned
the wall. It made the
distance from home
to there look enormous.
I felt a rush of excitement
each time I looked at the
route – the vast stretch of
interstate between
Morehead and Stillwater –
alongside my fear, and
somehow deep within,
I knew everything would
work; that I was on the
brink of my greatest
adventure.