Reflection.

YOU GUYS.

I, like, leave for Germany and stuff tomorrow. Color me a little surprised.

Other than the fact that I have finally come to the realization that I do not know what I'm doing (one whole day prior to departure), things seem to be coming together. Wait, scratch that last part of the sentence. I'm at that point of pre-starting-a-whole-new-life where I do feel incredibly lonely, vulnerable, and sad, particularly when there are so many people whom I will miss. This is, naturally, a normal process, and I do feel a little relieved that I am feeling this. However, I'm a tad mystified at what is going to change in these next ten months. It seemed like only yesterday that I was hanging out at the Writing Center (my last, and best, place of employment), cutting up with my fellow snarkilicious coworkers, only worrying about a paper in Comparative Slavery or slide identification in Art History.

Now, with just one day before I leave the country, things seem a bit...heavier. A little part of me wants to stay here in Huntsville. Though I know I need to leave, that this will be an experience of a frickin' lifetime, I remain in a rather confused state of what really matters. This is, admittedly, the standard young adult identity crisis, and it shall pass. Awesomeness awaits, though awesomeness is also here at home--with my family, my friends, and the identity that I have created for myself.

Now, it's time to add on to this identity that is Jennifer Lynn Staton, P.I. (Professional Incense...flowery). Blech, that's so cheesy. Let's just get it out that I'm terrified as hell. Plain and simple.

And that's okay. Okay? Okay.

This evening will be devoted to finishing the packing process (which, being true to form, I've left to the very last minute) and hanging out with the 'rents. Tomorrow morning, Mum, Dad, and Kim will ride with me to the Nashville airport. Friday afternoon, I shall (hopefully...) be situated in my hotel room in Koeln. I believe I will have Internet access. If not, I'll kick a puppy.

So, to all who have been a part of my life, particularly during these tense summer months: Thaaaanks. You guys are awesome-sauce.

Tomorrow, I fly.