Tomorrow’s tomorrow

I’ll be flying over the ocean in less than forty-eight hours and I have effectively worried about just about everything that could possibly happen – from the plane crashing into cold watery depths to having my throat slit in an ally to contracting Yellow Fever – I’ve spent the past week obsessing over my impending doom. So, with that out of the way, I feel prepared to simply enjoy myself. I’ve packed very lightly and studied even less. (However, I did get a massive amount of injections last week and a healthy dose of hysteria as a result.) See you on the other side of the world…. (earth sandwich anyone?!?….)