"the world's got me dizzy again
you'd think that after twenty-two years i'd get used to the spin
and it only gets worse when i stay in one place
so i keep drivin' around and flyin' away..."

(bright eyes)

i'm leaving on a plane in 3 weeks at 3pm

things i'll carry: bottled water, my journal, a nick hornby novel, vicks inhalers (for travel sickness), two kinds of foreign currency, barely supressed expectations, hope, fear, my digital camera and my credit card

things i'll stow: long-sleeved shirts, my favourite jeans, make up, nice underwear, european adapters, second thoughts, my lack of faith and a parka for those Arctic nights

things i'll leave behind: my prized cd collection, my father's reservations and his voice in my head, old friends i don't see enough, new friends who know too much, long hot bubble baths, home-cooked meals, my summer warddrobe and <you>