I’m going to Muscat in 6 days!!
I’m really excited.
I’m kinda nervous, too.
Well, we already knew that.
So, it appears I’m an average exchange student. A strange mix of emotions running rampant, wreaking havoc with the nerves.
One would think that strong emotion + strong emotion = 2x stronger emotion (or even strong emotion^2) Not so (for me, at least)!
I’m stuck in a form of mild limbo. I’m numb, and it doesn’t seem real, yet.
I feel like this is a purely hypothetical trip, and I’m just playing along with the story. Or I’m on What Would You Do? – Exchange Student Edition.
I’m not quite sure why. Maybe it’s because I’ve never had such an amazing opportunity handed to me so easily. Perhaps it’s a defense mechanism devised by my subconscious to keep hazardous levels of emotions to a minimum. Whatever the reason, it’s a little disconcerting!
I’m ready for all of this craziness to begin already! But I know that in a blink of an eye I’ll be sitting on the plane. I just hope that time lingers a bit longer when I arrive, so that I can revel in every single detail. But alas, time stops for no one. (except gravity) In the words of Einstein:
“Put your hand on a hot stove for a minute, and it seems like an hour. Sit with a pretty girl for an hour, and it seems like a minute. THAT’S relativity.”
(I love physics, and Einstein. I had to include that quote. I don’t care if it’s a stretch.)
Hope everyone had a great, productive, beautiful day.