I don't think I should write blogs the night before I leave on a trip. I always end up saying something that either makes people freak out or makes them ask a lot of questions, and then I just leave it hanging. Part of me wants to do that now just to be annoying. I shall try to refrain from doing that this time. No guarantees, though.
Even worse, I'm all jittery. Everything is packed and ready, but I keep thinking I've forgotten something or worrying that I've packed all the wrong things. My mother is here to see me off, so she keeps me from really going off the deep end. It's still utterly annoying.
There are so many things I have yet to do. I'm fast approaching the point where it won't matter anymore, and I'm stuck with things the way they are.
Rawr.
I get the urge to do that every so often. I know. It's weird.
Will I sleep tonight? Should I bother trying? Our flight from New York to Tokyo is 14 hours. I don't sleep well on planes.
I had a really good conversation today with a very good friend. It was about something I've been thinking about for a while, but haven't wanted to really address because I'd have to do something about it. I think that when I get back, I'll be ready to explore things further.
And there goes that promise about not being cryptic.
Oops.
If you're wondering why this is all over the place, it's because I keep leaving it and coming back to it. This whole thing was probably written over a period of four hours.
I'm ready for this trip.
Right?
Of course.
It's cliche, but I like this song. So here you go.
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