I'm only a few weeks away from leaving and I'm already starting to get the jitters! Now that my ticket and insurance is bought, and that I've actually officially planned a 'going away' party of sorts, it's all becoming a bit more real than I thought it would.
Honestly, I'm still the most worried about the spiders.
I guess the big question is, why am I going? And you know, shit, I have no idea either. I guess it's just a desire to be somewhere that I have no history for a while, just to see who I am without it.
