The most common thing I've been hearing
lately has been “How excited are you to be going to France? It's
getting close now, right?” Well, yes and no. For awhile, it hardly
seemed real. And it's hard to feel excited about something when it
doesn't feel like it's actually happening. Opening up the manila
envelope from the Académie helped it sink in a little further, but
it was still nearly two months away, I hadn't even booked a ticket
yet. But now I have plane ticket, my visa will be ready in a couple
days, and all this week I've been thinking about how it's only a
month away now. If you're counting by the day of the month, the
one-month marker was yesterday, but if you're a four-weeks equals a
month kind of a person the one-month countdown begins tomorrow.
Either
way, you can maybe tell I've been obsessing.
