Walking on a Dream

nine days until i leave for the other side of the atlantic.
my mother and sister left for the other side of the gulf today.
i wish we were going to the same side of the same ocean.

there is so much to do. im stuck in this bubble where im just way too excited about going that i cant get anything done. like a little kid who gets too excited about their own birthday party they just fall asleep. i make lots of lists. probably thirty by now (kid you not), and all ive done is clean my kitchen four times. i feel so unprepared, yet there is really not much else i can think to do.

sigh.a sigh of restlessness.