shit.
man, im freaking out. i had a mini panic attack tonight. about 11 months in the making and in 13 hours, i will be on my way to charles-de-gaulle airport in paris, france.
i've been telling everyone that im on the train, i cant get off, even if i wanted to. and i love that.
this is what i do. this is where i am right now. and i love it.
i've packed too much, as usual. ill live with the consequences.
and if my plane blows up in the sky- i love you all.
packing sucks by the way.