“There are no foreign lands, it is the traveller who is foreign.”
-Robert Louis Stevenson
-Robert Louis Stevenson
Today is my last day in the United States. My last day to sleep in, lie in my own bed, my last day to snuggle up next to my boyfriend and what am I doing? Im up at 5:30 in the morning sitting on my window seat in the dark because if I lay around and do nothing productive for even one more second I may explode.
I’m usually extremely organized but at this point I feel like I’m swimming in disorganization. I haven’t packed a thing, my room has paperwork, books, and other random things strewn about it and my suitcases are sitting around the floor completely empty.
I’ll spend my last day packing and watching the pats today. It just seems so real that the next time I wake up, I will be leaving my house for a very long time and the time after that I will be in Madrid! I will fall asleep somewhere above the Atlantic Ocean and wake up in Madrid! That is if I even sleep…
Good morning for one of the last times, America (:
I absolutely cannot believe that I leave for an entire semester in just four short days! Many friends have been asking to say goodbye but it just hasn’t sunk in that I’m even leaving. I wonder when I will truly understand what I’m doing. At Logan? When I arrive in Madrid? Orientation? Meeting my host family? Whenever it is, I hope it sinks in quickly, because I fully intend on making the most of every single second that I am there.
Many of my friends have asked me two questions lately:
1. Have you started packing yet?
No. I have’t. How is it that I am one of the most organized, anal people yet I haven’t started packing yet?! I’ve organized a few things in a pile on my desk such as some journals, my camera and PicCell phone, my passport. But as far as loading up a suitcase…I don’t even see myself doing that until Sunday night. One of the reasons I think I am putting it off so much is because of question number two.
2. How are you going to pack 4 months of things you’ll need in a suitcase?
I have no idea. As much as I say that I can be minimalistic, I really can’t. I keep thinking of the perfect opportunity to wear item A or use item B and so I think that I have to bring it along. In the future, I will document what I bring with me (and what I end up taking home).
For now, more goodbyes in the days to come.