Nervous energy marks my night. Tomorrow I leave for Boston. I'm about 90% packed because I still have to throw in my car the rest of my stuff, ready to go tomorrow long before the crack of dawn. Then I'm going to drop my stuff off at the new place, then spending a night at only-god-knows-where before flying home to SF. I recently bought a travel backpack, and I hope they won't count it as a carry-on (economy basic class stinks).
Then I'll get to relax at home before helping my partner with his movie from Berkeley to San Jose. Then I'll be flying back to Boston to start my internship that I worry I might be under qualified for. Lots of nervous, excited, frenetic energy going on, and unfortunately taking a toll on my sleep. I hope that things calm down soon, and I'm always thankful for my privileges and opportunities that bring so much fun to my life, even though sometimes I just want to do nothing.
All in all, if things don't go exactly according to plan, I'm going to be okay with it. If I'm not on schedule, I need to remember that's not fatal... Unless it's due to an actual fatality. Wish me luck on the road and beyond tomorrow!