GAAAAAAAAH. I am not ready to go and I no longer want to go. Do not fear though, I experience this before EVERY trip I take. I always melt down before I go and wish I had not taken on such a huge project. Then I get there and I forget I ever felt that way until I go back home and see these weird and foreign whines in my diary.
I could psychoanalyze myself and tell you why I do this, or you could join me in ignoring me and together, we can move on from this.
I am still not going to post my updated itinerary because OH HEY GUESS WHAT? Just yesterday I flipped a coin to see about changing it. The coin said no, but I do not agree with it. So maybe I will change it again tonight. Or tomorrow. Or every day until I leave.