Yesterday, I was gainfully employed, and living in a great condo in Porter Square. Today, I am "homeless" (in the safest possible way), and unemployed. Now I'm on my way to a bachelor party for the weekend, and when I come back, nothing will be the same. In just over 2 weeks, we leave Massachusetts, and won't be back until April.
As one of our friends says to their one year old when she cries: "so many feelings!"
This may surprise some of you, but I do have feelings. And right now, I'm feeling sad to leave behind so many good friends. It kind of feels like we're letting them down, in a way, by cutting ties or putting relationships on hold for 8 months. The amount of love and support that we've gotten from coworkers, friends, and family is amazing and humbling though.
I'm also way more scared than I thought I would be. We have a very comfortable life, and I am worried we will turn around in 2 months and say "what were we thinking???" (and not in a joking way).
At the same time, I'm still more excited than anything else, and sure that our crazy plan to hike the length of New Zealand is going to turn into the adventure of our lives. But it's still hard to say goodbye.
