Stress !!!

I haven't even bothered counting yet, but I think its something like 40 days until I FINALLY leave for staging and get to meet all of the other volunteers. I fill my days stressing over the mundanity of issues like the difference between midweight and heavyweight silk sweaters. And do I reeeaaally need to take a sleeping bag? And why did I just buy 15 tubes of Vanilla Mint Chapstick? How much can I get for my piece of crap car? This is really too much for one person to think about.

But I do absolutley LOVE getting rid of all of my junk. I have spent the last week rummaging through my life's accumulation of crap...and wow there's a lot of it. Trash bags and Goodwill are my closest friends now. We chill...

I just want to get out of my parents basement, fly to Ukraine and start being a productive human being again. I keep humming that old hymn...I'll fly away o glory, I'll fly away...