Packing, unpacking, re-packing, still packing, procrastinating packing. It’s still packing. And no, I’m STILL not finished. I hate packing. Why am I writing this!?! I should still be packing!
Is it going to be cold? Is it going to be hot? Is it going to be raining? Is it another hurricane? I should be PACKING!
Hurry hurry hurry and trying to be a complete and thorough as possible. AND YOU STILL FORGET THINGS!
Tickets, keys, passport, and on and on and on. No end in sight. But there IS an end! Tomorrow morning there’s just enough time to get up, get some breakfast, get cleaned up, and pack everything that you HAVE to leave til the last-minute, because you have to use it in the morning!
And get to that train ON TIME! OR ELSE!
See you in Provincetown!
Cape Cod here I come!
Meanwhile, I’m still packing!