One Month....

Tomorrow marks one month until I depart on this adventure of mine. One month until I get in my car and drive 19 hours to my new home. I'll be all on my own in this big world. No family in the area, no friends to run to... I'll be alone for a couple of days. But I'll make friends, find people that can be family for seven months and I'll be making new relationships for the rest of my life.

It was just this school year that I actually started talking to people in my classes at school. It was the first time in three years that I did anything besides school or work. I found some people that I love and truly enjoy being around them. And now I'm leaving them. Not forever. Just for what seems like forever.

A lot of what I'll be doing there is still up in the air. I don't have a set apartment yet, I just know that I'll have somewhere to sleep at the end of the day. My classes are all set up and start up two weeks after I get down there, which will be helpful to keep me busy and allow this brain to have time to soak up all there is to learn. I don't know where I'll be working or the hours.... just that I'll be work a minimum of 35 hours a week.

I've thought about packing, but it's so overwhelming. I don't know what I need to live for seven months. I don't want to under-pack and have to buy things that I already have and forgot to bring, but I don't want to over pack and have too much stuff laying around and being in the way.

So here I sit, staring at the walls of my room of 18 years, thinking "shit son, you're dreams are coming true." But who would have thought those dreams would have been so terrifying.