Speaking of, I'm faced with yet another interesting conundrum (if you don't know that word, Dear Reader, you might as well look it up now because I will probably use it frequently in the coming days/weeks/etc...): I get motion sickness. I am well aware that the pharmaceutical market has invented all these "cures" for motion sickness, but I also react poorly to the side-effects caused by pills and such. So, pills and tablets are out. But here's the thing: I also have a fear of heights. And, I have occasional claustrophobia--How on Earth will I handle the plane ride?? Consider: I cannot sit next to the window because I will fear the height, I cannot sit on the aisle seat because I won't be able to look out a window to connect my sense of gravity and speed (which, oddly enough, helps me NOT be sick), and I cannot sit between the two seats because I will feel claustrophobic. I would sleep, but I'd be terrified that someone would steal my purse...
Sigh.
It figures.
Guess I'll sleep. Maybe those barf bags can be used to calm someone who hyperventilates. I could always tie my shoes to my wrist like they did in the Great Depression. Hmm... maybe that's overreacting a bit.
I'll probably be fine. Yeah, that's it. I'll be fine.
Wow, now I'm writing to reassure myself.
Have you noticed, Dear Reader, that as I continue posting this week, my posts have gotten steadily more flustered? It kind of makes me laugh: I used to not write at all, and now I can't go more than a couple days without imparting my thoughts on the subject...
I think I'll spend some last minute time with my mom. I know how sorry she is that she hasn't been able to spend lots of time with me, and I'm really going to miss her. I wish everyone could see me off--all my friends from the university, my family, my parents...but the plane leaves at 5:50 a.m. and I'm not /that/ desperate, at least, not now. Besides, everyone has things to do, like school and work.
Don't worry, I'm still happy!
Have a wonderful evening, and keep safe!
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