Less Than 48 Hours Left!

Less than 48 hours to go now and, as expected, my nerves have arrived.

Traveling is the hardest part of going abroad for me. I get anxious. I can’t sleep for nights before the trip, and I become frazzled. This trip, understandably, is the worst. I seem to have lost or misplaced too many things to count. The pair of shoes that I just bought this weekend? Left one at my home university which is an hour and half away. New make-up that I just bought this weekend? It’s nowhere to be found. I misplaced a check and thought it had gotten thrown in the trash. I have to go back into the house multiple times before I can pull out of the driveway because I left things behind. I took home my best friend’s glasses because I forgot to give them back. Irresponsible Alex is not becoming. I find myself writing lists for everything so I make sure to get it all done, and preparing myself for the next day by laying clothes out ahead of time and thinking through exactly what I have to do before I get out of bed.

At each airport layover, I will rush to get to where I’m going and if it’s within the hour that the flight leaves, I will not leave the gate. I won’t eat meals because I’m nervous. Small things will stress me out much more than they should, partially because I’m exhausted and partially because travelling is stressful. I don’t want to miss a flight and I don’t like being completely alone in a foreign place.

In order to prepare I have updated my Spotify playlist and I have packed a carry-on bag that is complete with a sweatshirt, yummy snacks, earbuds, headphones, sleep medicine, wet wipes, tissues, a notebook, pens, and a reading book. I surely hope that I have everything that I need.