Planning

T-minus four days and counting.

I've now booked two places to stay in Barcelona, in order to experience two different home bases in the city. I have my passport. I called my bank and let them know the countries in Europe I'll be traveling to, so presumably my credit card won't get denied anywhere. I finished my taxes yesterday. I have my travel backpack and all my toiletries and a bunch of clothes that I have to narrow down substantially. I'm planning on bringing a bunch of electronics, and I actually think I'll use everything I bring. I haven't made any other plans at all except for my return ticket. I'm going to another continent and apparently for me this is what passes for planning. Do you notice how these sentences are unfurling without obvious rhyme or reason? My (non-)planning looks a lot like that.

And it's all going to be okay. It's going to be better than okay. It's going to be amazing.