I couldn’t sleep well the night before.
Every since I received the phone call out from the blue I was already one cloud nine.
Maybe ten if there is such a scale.
Yet I knew that I had to keep my eyes shut so as to catch a few hours of sleep.
I have never done this before.
Yet I knew it was a day to remember for many moons to come.
The very next day I drove to the intended location.
I found the person who greeted me and we sat down for a chat.
It was one and a half hour.
Yet it felt like fifteen minutes.
Time flies when you are having a good time.
There were some photo sessions.
After that it was all over.
You spent so many days thinking about it.
Before the actual day.
After waiting patiently for one week the day of reckoning is just around the corner.
When the day finally arrived, I went out early in the morning to purchase the newspaper.
Flipping through the pages in lightning speed, I finally found what I was looking for.
A page that would forever be etched in my memory.
As I never did that before.
The first time is always the most significant.
As every single journey begins with a step into the unknown.