In middle school, I sang "Leaving on a Jet Plane" at our 6th grade talent show. I think I was too young to realize that this is really a sad love song, not a song about a plane. But, oh well. I sang my booty off and it was awesome.
As my brother and I prepare to go back home to Boise today from Palm Desert, it's the only song playing in my mind. Instead of to a lover, I'm singing to the Desert. What a glorious place it is. Full of relaxation, palm trees, warm weather... ahh... the life.
As I sipped my margarita by the pool yesterday, I really didn't want to think about going home today. But I guess it's time... Time to get back to the real world, back to work, the gym, my novio (yay!)... and time to get on that jet plane.
So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
'Cause I'm leavin' on a jet plane
Don't know when I'll be back again
Oh baby, I hate to go.