I’ve been all over the place lately. One day I feel like I can take on the world and win; the next I feel like rolling off the edge of it. Some days at work I feel I’m really accomplishing something; others all I can think about is what a mess I’ve made of everything. Every night I go to bed exhausted and can’t fall asleep. I wake up tired and never know if today will be a good day.
It’s therefore understandable that I’m having mixed emotions about my departure for Morocco, which happens to be only 8 hours away (the departure, not the country). Will I have the energy to make the most of it? Let’s be honest, I travel for adventure, not relaxation, so I’m probably not going to have the energy for it, but hopefully I’ll get a healthy combination of both adventure and relaxation while I’m away.
All I know for sure is that I don’t speak the language, and that everything will be okay.
Let’s see: I’ve renewed my library books, I’ve transferred money into my account, I’ve printed my tickets, I vaguely know where in my room to find each item I want to take with me, and I’m looking forward to the warm weather. Totally unprepared? Not quite. So, by logical reasoning, I must be ready (if the answer isn’t no, it must be yes, right?). A week away from real life (inasmuch as my existence resembles real life) will do me good, I think.
And when I get back, it’s off to see Prince Edward.