All tact aside:
IN SIXTEEN EFFING HOURS START FIVE EFFING MONTHS ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE EFFING WORLD!!!!!!!! (not to mention 15 months of almost non-stop travel)
I have decided this WILL change my life, for the better! I suppose I better start packing.
I’m experiencing a mix of overwhelming excitement and anxiety about this trip that starts in 18 days. I’m going to be alone, all alone, 7000 miles and $1500 from anyone I know. Five months is a long time. So much can happen in five months. What if something bad happens back home? What if something bad happens in New Zealand? What if I can find no one to relate to? What if I get homesick? What if I get hurt? What if I get sexually harrassed the way I do here? What if I become best friends with people there or fall in love? What would I do then; I wouldn’t want to leave? But then also, I’m going to friggin NEW ZEALAND! I have no idea what to expect! I’m simultaneously clenching my jaw and grinning like a madman. So scared, so happy. What a test of patience.
Drea