Is that time

Well, the majority of my luggage is packed and I am ready to go—for the most part. I tend to put things off until the last moment, which works for me, but in doing so the realization that I’m leaving the country for over a month has just now hit me. And that is somewhat overwhelming.

Normally I am not a list maker, and can keep track of things rather easily in my head (sounds more conceited than I mean), but during the last few days I made several lists and they were invaluable.

A month can either crawl by agonizingly slow, or end with the blink of an eye. It’s hard to prejudge this next month because it’s much different than it would during my “normal life.”

I am certainly excited (although not too excited about waking up at 4:30 a.m.), and am growing ever-anxious. I should go to bed and get some rest because tomorrow is going to be a long day, but what’s at the end of the day’s journey should make it all worthwhile.