And So It Begins

Tomorrow is my last day of work for an undetermined amount of time.

I'm sitting at my desk, looking at the calendar and feeling like I'm seeing it for the first time. Am I really leaving in a couple weeks? WHAT AM I DOING!?

In a frenzy, I text my friends for reassurance. I think I just need to hear it a few times, but when my favorite Type A friend says, "It's going to be hard to become a little less Type A on this trip, but that's the point. You'll learn to just go with the flow a little more," - I know she's right.

If I was a fan of roller coasters, I think this part of the journey would be the slow advancement of the car up that impossibly steep climb before it falls into its tracks and the rush of joy comes…

....but I hate roller coasters. So this is an interesting feeling of excitement mixed with pure panic, knowing things are about to be out of my control and comfort zone. Bring it on.