I'm leaving in nine days. That's crazy, right? I don't know if I'm going to have time to see all the people I want to see before I leave. That's sad. I'm working up until pretty much the last moment, because my boss needs me so I can't quit sooner. People are always asking me if I'm ready--if I've packed yet. I bought a flashlight the other day. That's about as much as I've done. But really, I don't think there's much I need to do to get ready to go. Perhaps I'm just naive. But, that's why they call these things "learning experiences".
It felt like it was a ways away, then all-of-a-sudden I looked at my calendar and realized that I'm leaving next week.
Next week. It's on.
It's real.
Peace and Love,
Brendan
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