Panic Mode: Begun
I'm not sure why I'm so terrified about leaving tomorrow, but I am. I start to panic when I think about it. It seems so strange. Packing up and leaving while knowing no one and not having a clue what I'm doing is more or less what I do. Been doing it for years! It seems like the older I get, the less adventurous I get, which makes me sad. I want to be completely confident as I blast off towards Australia, but I'm not. I haven't even started packing and my room is a mess, and I'm sitting online trying not to cry. Keep on being mature, Jacki. Geez.