I feel completely on edge lately (hence the dark road picture I took up London. It's looking down a street off of Columbia Road).
I'm not sure if it's the fact that I'm going to see my mother mid-year through my contract and know from experience that it's hard to walk away from someone from home (you may recall that I cried ALL DAY when Leanne left me in Bangkok) and get back to life in a foreign country.
It might also be that no matter what, travel does make most people a little apprehensive (will I remember to pack what I need? Should I buy sunscreen here or there? These things plague me).
It might be that this week is so laden with things during the evenings that I don't feel I'll have enough time to get excited until I've left the house at 4 am on Saturday.
Whatever it is, I don't like it.
I'm doing my best to recognize the beauty, the awesomeness in the present moment. I'm doing my best to revel in the fact that the babies are mere weeks away (May 7, from what I can recall, is the ideal due date), that papers are being written to get degrees, that people still love each other a-LOT, and that my parents are living it UP in Italy.
There is nothing to complain about: nothing to feel apprehensive about. It's time to just lap up all this fabulousness...
Argh. If only it were that easy...
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