7, 6, 5...
So I'm done with everything I need to do before I leave, and I can't fall asleep. It's snowing out and there's that really quiet calmness that always comes with snow. I can't stand it. My head is really beginning to race. Questions are arising. What am I going to do without speaking Chinese? Am I comfortable in this group that's going to China? Am I forgetting to bring something? What's going to happen here in Brookline while I'm gone? What's going to happen in China? I can't stop thinking these questions. So what emotion are these tied to? Nervousness? Excitement? Anxiety? Doubt? I don't know how I feel. All I know is that the questions keep coming and the snow falls tediously slow.
Why am I going to China? It's like the moments before going down a huge rollercoaster, or at least lets hope that it is.
dAVID
posted by dAVID @ 12:36 AM
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