Four days

Four days, and I'll be gone for a good half of a year.
Four days. Holy shit, I never thought this day would come so fast.

Anxious, nervous, excited, and a little relieved.

Time to pack. So much stuff to find/bring/deal with still. My traveling buddy, Esther, broke her wrist so she's stuck in Singapore. That means I'll be on my own through 3 different airports until Melbourne. I hope nothing goes wrong. I'm also going to bring 2 iPods along.