About to leave
I'm leaving early tomorrow morning, to return on June 22nd. I'm just now getting really nervous about the whole thing. I suppose that's all to be expected and so on. Having second thoughts about the whole idea--which I always do, so I'm just trying to be rational and ignore it, but emotions tend not to listen to reason, being by nature on a different realm from rationality. Not that these two can't coincide, but in my experience they rarely do.
I have some books for the plane, I hope they last the whole time because I can't sleep well on airplanes and I have a *lot* of airplane ahead of me.
I should be excited. I should be looking forward to this, happy about upcoming adventures. Instead I just want to move to Portland already and take care of the other things that are worrying me. And I'm feeling needlessly upset.
Damn.
Well, if anyone wants postcards, this is your last chance to send me your address (though you probably wont' get them until well after I'm back. So send my your address anyway.)
Right-o, stories and pictures aplenty upon my return.
I have some books for the plane, I hope they last the whole time because I can't sleep well on airplanes and I have a *lot* of airplane ahead of me.
I should be excited. I should be looking forward to this, happy about upcoming adventures. Instead I just want to move to Portland already and take care of the other things that are worrying me. And I'm feeling needlessly upset.
Damn.
Well, if anyone wants postcards, this is your last chance to send me your address (though you probably wont' get them until well after I'm back. So send my your address anyway.)
Right-o, stories and pictures aplenty upon my return.