Hurry, Hurry, Hurry

It's astonishing how much energy goes into last-minute things, No matter how much you've gotten done, there always seems to be about sixteen hours of stuff you can't do until right before you leave. I didn't get as much done as I'd wished (worked myself into a migraine on Friday), but I do believe it would still be like this - rushing around, making myself crazy, wondering why I ever travel.

I'll remember as soon as I'm on the road - which will be as soon as I post this.

Right now.