On my way to Los Angeles for the weekend to see some friends' new apartment before I leave. I'm starting to get nervous about the uncertain details. And, to be honest, kind of sad. Don't get me wrong, the excitement trumps the sadness and fear by a million percent, but I think the goodbyes are just starting to hit me. I'm not even really a sentimental person, so what the heck?
I think I just have to remind myself that this is exactly where I'm supposed to be. And for an obsessive-compulsive control freak, I think a little unplanned, unsure uncomfortableness (yes, uncomfortableness) is good.
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