We leave tonight!
The day is here and the usual bs is going on inside my head-case head.
What if I can't walk as long as everyone else?
What if I can't climb all the steps?
Why did the bug fly up my nose and into my sinus last night?
What is all the coughing and phlegm about?
Why did I nibble my nails down to nothing?
Why didn't I lose weight?
Why didn't I get in shape?
What if Shelden hates it?
Do we really need the TSA lock?
Do we really need the money belts?
Do we really need the bike lock?
Will we have enough money?
What if...? What if...? Why? How? Who? Where?
In 12 hours, I'll be on the plane and the answers won't matter...
I'll just have to be.