Mild pre-travel freakage. →[More:]I am freaking about going to Toronto in July. I don't know why. I don't know if it's because
- I'm spending a ton of money on the trip
- mrs chewy can't go with me
- I will find out that this isn't what I want to do after all (or that I suck at it despite success I've already had) and that I'm wasting my time and I will be a mindless stoned alcoholic drafter for the rest of my meager meaningless existence
- I'm going to Canada & I've never been and I don't know where to buy tampons or breakfast
- I don't want to freak out and cry in front of a whole bunch of people I don't know
I would like to sell our condo and get a small lot for a prefab house where we can hang our birdfeeders and sit out on the screened porch and listen to the bugs at night with our dogs and grow some herbs and tomatoes and watch the sky and drink and not have neighbors on the other side of every wall & floor/ceiling.
I suck at being idle.