It’s Friday.
I’m headed for Europe on Monday.
People keep saying to me, “Are you ready for your trip?” “Aren’t you excited?”
I’m not sure how to answer that, exactly. Am I excited, or am I simply anxious?
Both produce an adrenaline reaction that I don’t find comfortable. Both make my cheeks squeeze. (too graphic?) Both make my heart race and create a disjointed lack of ability to focus. I ask you, how is that a pleasant feeling?
So… I choose to think of other things. Kinda.
Like writing a blog about feeling a certain way I don’t like to feel, right? I’m brilliant!
You’ll be fine, just don’t forget to poop. lol…
I’m sure the sun will come out tomorrow…
WTF do you mean my comments need moderation? WHAT??? APPROVE ME NOW, WOMAN!