Tomorrow is the big day. My flight leaves from Copenhagen at nine o'clock tomorrow, forcing me to leave at the ungodly hour four-thirty in the morning. Somebody might just as well have smacked me over the head with a sledge hammer. On top of that I have not been on a plane since I was fourteen- and never ever by myself - and I am finding myself surprisingly terrified. It feels as if I am back in the first day of school again. I am horrified of messing things up.
Then again - tomorrow I will see my third capital in just as many weeks. No wonder things are starting to spin.
the_libertine:
You're almost there! I can't wait to hear from you again. missing you terribly.
