Writing Prompt #818


She rolled over with a yawn, a comfortable joy settling over herself. The trip today would would be amazing; her bags were packed for once, and everything was ready. She took a look at the clock and realized that there was only forty minutes until takeoff.


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Mostly, I write stuff. And, like the Egyptians and the Internet, I put cat pictures on my walls. Also, I can read your Tarot.